[Verse]
I had a meeting today, with an old friend, but I say that loosely
She used to stand close by, and pray to never lose me
But in reality she never had me, even when she tried to grab me
I just barely moved and saved my soul
When she appeared today, I told her, her games are growing old
Because we’ve been doing this for years
She’s had her hand so close, ready to wipe my tears
She’s seen who I am, she’s taken advantage of my fears
She wears a black cloak, and hides in the dark
She carries a scythe that I know is pretty sharp
I’ve got plans but she seems to know all my cards
When I’m laying in my bed I hear her whisper that she’s coming for my heart
But I’ve moved on, she can’t taunt me anymore
I think I’m safe, I closed the doors
Inspired by death, she’s become so repulsive
The thought of slipping now causes a rage so convulsive
But I guess I love seeing her in the window
Imma keep it with a dark tint tho
She gives me excessive Motivation
For these depressing creations
Do you realize what I’m saying?
I’m running, but I’m fine with moving
I’m not winning, but I’m still not losing
Excessive Motivation, Depressing creations, the truth is...