h0spital (feat. brxd sabbath)

It's been a minute since I been to purgatory They tried to kill my moms; they say it makes a preferred story Thrown out the womb awaken in the tomb b0des, make yourself comfortable. We've had a stake in your bloom Tell me; do you think I'm the devil? For trying to get the measurement level? The point pedaled? War of the discrete VS the continuous... To measure her is to delete her; the f*ck you think is consciousness? Process interruption a corruption Platonic ideals deviate from base bliss Perpetually interesting cuz the records Akashic Pray in the entrance of the apprentice Every soul result in a new prime number Heady mysticism just fancy math to put you in a slumber Steady gnosis lead you towards feeling like a sociopath Deadly craft; God/Devil contrast; you merely poked the cache! Comatose overdose conversations holy ghost Hold me close and blow me smoke kiss my lips and let me go This is a deadly mix; take one more before I'm fixed Close my eyes and reminisce before the pain and brokenness But I can't recall any of those memories… Demons in my head again and suicidal remedy Feeling like I'm falling deep into this misery Desperation let it seep; bgzu$ deliver me… Take me away from the pain and the evil Guide me to light; back seat of a regal Devil watching, speaking, deceived you Pop pills; lean fiend and weed too Xany; Demerol; Fentanyl; Oxy; Vicy; Percy Adderall; Morphine; Valium; Ativan and Kolonopine too I did it all and everything in between too Greedy for the hacks; Needles in my back F*ck my shit up; ow y'all; Hit me with the Haldol Night sweats and cold head; stripped naked on a cold bed IV fluid and adrenaline shot wake up from hell with my soul shed Drooling on myself; sedated as hell Going catatonic; lacking responses I'm paralyzed alive - silenced and sterilized Cover your face up with your mask up well but I can see through and behind your eyes I want to be famous for falling in love I went to the hospital They put me in a bed Because I always do What my mother says Why should I lie About results of a test? I may soon be gone To pluck on a harp…