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cellcast - istasha lyrics

[intro]

i’m too old to change

[hook]
wash over my head, waves that cut away and know that owe me like a debt [?] alter me is red to colors i can fade, i zone out
haul my soul away with the waste, like my heart’s eroded

[chorus]
i’m late, an omen, i’m below, a moment
we bust like static in my ear, i hang up that sh*t like a phone
you chase it after all when the text, has gone cold
your mind estranged and sober, watching your face erode
call rehe*rs*, what’s in my back, the bottom, faded away, i flow like water
round my head, my load no pardon, choking like you’re in the [?]
[?] the curtain close so cut me, i’m still [?] in a riptide, turning
focus of all the pain [?] do profit, never detox, i’m swerving
[hook]
wash over my head, waves that cut away and* owe me like a debt
[?] alter me is red to colors i can fade, i zone out
haul my soul away with the waste, like my heart’s eroded

[verse]
f*cked up duct, in my lap, take it all
make it [?] like a cyanide pill
cut dropped, i’m stuck, in my round, need another one
up that know me like i’m running on a k!ll count
all of my friends are dead cause i don’t feel a thing
when the toxin says to myself in the sink
got it running through my t**th, just stay, don’t think
when they strapped at the jaw, no kink (uh)
all of my percs are gone (uh)
dead like silence, sneaking around (uh)
already high, i said i’m numb
when the core going demon, i’m out, i’m done, okay

[bridge]
all of my days, they taste the same, all of my list is full of names
looking for a brand new way to delete and wipe that disk, i need that change
all of my days the same, no taste
i don’t need deep seas, seep in cellophane
underneath my feet no sediment
turn in my sleep, deceased like severance
[chorus]
i’m late, an omen, i’m below, a moment
we bust like static in my ear, i hang up that sh*t like a phone
you chase it after all when the text, has gone cold
your mind estranged and sober, watching your face erode
call rehe*rs*, what’s in my back, the bottom, faded away, i flow like water
round my head, my load no pardon, choking like you’re in the [?]
[?] the curtain close so cut me, i’m still [?] in a riptide, turning
focus of all the pain [?] do profit, never detox, i’m swerving

[hook]
wash over my head, waves that cut away and* owe me like a debt
[?] alter me is red to colors i can fade, i zone out
haul my soul away with the waste, like my heart’s eroded

- istasha lyrics

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