Drip-133 - Rust lyrics

I can't wait to see the past face Every time i feel the taste what i hate I can't breath just to see my waste In the thrash, all i feel is hate I can go out cus i have no way We never asked to be in the worst state My rate time is going up to the grave All my dreams wanna be resuscitate But i can't feel the hope cus i am the equivocate Every lie that we elaborate Already done is the fate But every day i want wait Every time i wanna sate And create a false way The skin is increasingly gray And the dust just turned disappointment My time is just a predate