Fog Testo

As I take each shot of whiskey
Yeah I just kill, that’s how it tastes
This embrace, outside there’s an ambulance
I ain’t taking this to [?], not a stain
Little fire with a candle lit
My house empty and plain, near the space
I shine like an amethyst
I can’t keep it cased

Watch it leave, watch it go again (Go again)
I watch it turn to some new thing till its whole again
Hope I get back towards the leaves, turn the [blood??] again
[?] put all these pieces apart again

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Let’s not talk about it
But that don’t mean I took a loss
I took the seat thеn [?] right up to the top
It makes me think [?] about it
[?]
I just gеt so fucked up that I can’t even tell or talk

I frustrate, I just float around and by each and every state
As if one of them will feel magical
And I’ll know I should stay
I sustain
Bare minimum rest and I collapse from lack of sleep
[Ow my streak??] I’m such a ghost, I know it sounds tongue-in-cheek
I re-
Let’s not talk about it
But that don’t mean I took a loss
I took the seat then [?] right up to the top
It makes me think [?] about it
[?]
I just get so fucked up that I can’t even tell or talk