VERSE 1:
Mind is dead
No spark left burning inside my head
Paragraphs sent been left on read
Why the fuck you pick me instead of them
You could have gotten out, couldve started again
Couldve had a new life and had different friends
But youre stuck in this loop following the trends
But we can be together when our minds are dead

*Imagination by ZevenBeats*

Verse 2:
In your imagination
I can see the pills
The expensive champagne and the stacks of bills
Reality is you OD'd in your apartment
Hands sweating and youre out of bills
Youve lifes a fuck up you want to die
You can't fix shit so your start to cry
Youre stuck in this loop following the trends
But we can be tigether when our minds are dead