
Give me more
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- deconstructed club
- phonk
- moombahton
- hard trap
- afrobeats
- dark
- singer-songwriter
- oriental
- middle eastern
- electronic
- bass
- breakbeat
- beatstrumental
Lyrics
Verse 1
The sky is bleeding mercury, the city’s out of breath
I’m dancing on the jagged edge of life and fucking death
The ice is melting faster than the feeling in my jaw
I’m looking for a ceiling but I’m breaking every law
Two pills, shades of blue, staring at the sun
I’m waiting for the panic just to feel like I’m the one
There’s a ghost in the passenger, she looks like how I used to be
Quiet, cold, and terrified of everything she’d choose to be
I pull the smoke into my lungs until it hits the marrow
The road is getting wider but the vision’s getting narrow
I’m chasing down a high that only leads me to a basement
Looking for a god or just a chemical replacement.
Chorus
Give me something I can break until I feel whole
Put the hunger in my chest and the silver in my soul
I’m a king in a cage, I’m a wreck in the rain
I’m addicted to the luxury of living with the pain
Let the tension build up till the marble starts to crack
I’m leaning off the edge and I’m never coming back
Yeah, I’m never coming back.
Verse 2
I’m longing for a touch that doesn't burn through the skin
But I’m worshiping the nectar of a hollow pointed sin
Every bottle is a ritual, every spark is a divine
I’m trying to find the border where the liquor meets the spine
My heart is like a metronome, it’s ticking in the red
I got a million dollar vision and a bankrupt head
It’s a cinematic hollow, it’s a terrifying glow
The higher that I’m climbing, well, the further I can go
I’m haunted by the silence when the bass drops out
A beautiful disaster in a season of the drought
I want to be forgiven but I’d rather be ignored
I’m standing on the precipice and leaning on my sword.
Chorus
Give me something I can break until I feel whole
Put the hunger in my chest and the silver in my soul
I’m a king in a cage, I’m a wreck in the rain
I’m addicted to the luxury of living with the pain
Let the tension build up till the marble starts to crack
I’m leaning off the edge and I’m never coming back.
Outro
I see the shadows stretching out
I feel the static in my teeth
The gold is on the surface
But the rot is underneath
Just one more hit of the sky
Before the floor gives way
Is it even living
If you’re too numb to pray?
Turn it up.
Close the door.
Give me everything.
Then give me more.
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