[Verse 1: Saint Sleep]
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[Chorus: Istasha]
Lose vital mass the by the pounds
Surpass, stay uncrowned that's my state
Water my soil when I'm drowned
Bleed into place hold my weight

[Verse 2: Istasha]
State your input like you haven't had enough
Fuck with the image
Or fetish
Shot into meaning
And vanish off
Gripped up
Handed like fingers
Won't print it up
Enter maiming like it's the cut
Truck load race down
Dropping it over top end to elevate
All of the validate agents that navigate
To sate
The vein
Faulted target crashing an interface
Over saturated
Oscillation levels that never sedate the parasite
[Chorus: Istasha]
Lose vital mass the by the pounds
Surpass, stay uncrowned that's my state
Water my soil when I'm drowned
Bleed into place hold my weight
Lose vital mass the by the pounds
Surpass, stay uncrowned that's my state
Water my soil when I'm drowned
Bleed into place hold my weight