Issa Gold - Airboy lyrics

[Verse 1] Who the fu*k I'm kidding? I was trapped inside submission Demons could be so malicious when they come on up to visit Poltergeist, [?] 'em up like sodomites, Solace he the coldest type Can't hear if you don't talk it right Out of mind, out of mouth Out of time, check the clock Out of body, driven spots Mr. Block, stone hearts like cinder blocks Slow start to get the spot Satan told me "Sign the dot and maybe you can hit the top" but I don't like ceilings The world could be so cold, shiver bones, I feel anemic ni**a gagging off the super product makе me feel bulimic Took the long way home 'causе I think I like the scenic Views from the 6, not Toronto, that's the Bimmer Just be me and shorty riding, should have copped the two seater Walk with angels when I sleep, layin' still they watch me breathing I looked up into they eyes, told 'em "Crush these fu*kin' heathens" But bowin' down to idols couldn't even save Jesus (Jesus, Jesus) [Chorus] Prayin' up to God could leave feelin' you so defeated I'm a unicorn religion, need to see it to believe it Chasing for nirvana, it look close, but you can reach it This the science of the times, she looked at me like she dreamin' Goodnight to the winners and the killers and the sinners And the hundred dollar billers and the women, bless the children We all just living to die But some of us, we learn how to (We learn how to, we learn how to, we learn how to) [Verse 2] I was focused on the stars, 'til I learned it's 'bout the time [?] to engulf [?] gettin' out and tryin' Know my mind, it juggle 'round 'cause hard to keep it quiet Always thinking bout tomorrow, why the minutes keep on flying? Wishful thinkin' for the birds, electric koolaid watch me surge I been fu*kin' up, I hope that God judge us on a curve Tryna level up, they tryna cook my soul up to be served While I'm struggling to beat the final stages of the world Nothing is for sale, slow and steady like a snail Balance sh*t up on my shoulders, but I live to tell the tale Got aroma in the air, blow my sh*t out like a whale Know my mind is in a prison, but a ni**a need no bail Taking more pills, it won't help me kick depression Thinking I'm taking steps forward, in the end, I'm still regressin' Got sh*t to get me high but fall asleep before it set in Thought I had it figured out, it seems the future's never present [Chorus] Prayin' up to God could leave feelin' you so defeated I'm a unicorn religion, need to see it to believe it Chasing for nirvana, it close but you can reach it This the science of the times, she looked at me like she dreamin' Goodnight to the winners and the killers and the sinners And the hundred dollar billers and the women, bless the children We all just living to die But some of us, we learn how to Take a look around, such an interesting design But to really get the message, gotta read between the lines I be going through some sh*t, wish that I could hit rewind Even though we can't see it, ain't no substitute for time Goodnight to the winners and the killers and the sinners And the hundred dollar billers and the women, bless the children We all just living to die But some of us, we learn how to (We learn how to, we learn how to, we learn how to) (Die)