Istasha - Check Your Spam Folder lyrics

Days unknown, I’m finding ways to cope
I cut the lens off of my vision
Imma let you know
A liquid laced, default, tuck in
And pace it down, the vacant
All of my hollow feels out of place, I'm out

I like the pace, play the part
Like a lullaby
All up in the moolah, I buy a
I better pay the price i don’t need a
All I need it’s all like classified
You supply the peace, all my pieces she lost
The pieces that pacified

Yeah Imma need another one, a penalty
Wander in the night like I'm a
Bat stuck in a tenebris
I stay off, who the hundred shots
Just likе a centipede, solеmnly
Let in the pit I accept the
Discreet that I gotta feed

Imma need another one, a penalty
Wander in the night like I'm a
Bat stuck in a tenebris

L-L-L-Lost in the death grip
Cause and effect yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one
With bad drip call station antics
I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want
Bad trips

Lost in the death grip cause and effect yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one
With bad drip call station antics
I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want
Bad trips

Lost in the death grip cause and effect yeah

Just the one, just the one, just the one
Just the-

Lost in the death grip cause and effect yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one
With bad drip call station antics
I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want
Bad trips