Holding My Breath Waiting For You

I'm waiting for you I'm holding my breath Dive deep down and ride these sounds Like waves surround then Crash mix compounds and I know I will die Yeah, no point living a lie Like just watch this, watch this, watch this A memory hidden in time shit Like I want a stone for every line uh A stone for every line Just imagine you could set a time capsule Well, it's true, you see, you really can So can it up, sell it Hella lit flow Titanic We headed for an iceberg And I'm waiting for ya Uh, never know when you show up at the door Wearing black on the reaper shit Like hi my name is Well you'll have to make an educated guess A hypothesis, man I'm holding my breath What you think on the other side Huh, once upon a time here's the story Depressed kid feeling lonely Got a lot on my plate So I wouldn't say shit 'fore you get to know me Or, you could just blow me If there's some shit I don't know Well man then just show me Ain't got time for no fake shit Some days feel like waiting I'm holding my breath Yeah, a tingle on the spine A step out of line Could you conceive it Consider that before you just breathe in When are you coming for me If you could see would you like What you saw present and future Good lord, uh I'm waiting for you I'm holding my breath I'm waiting for you I'm holding my breath I'm waiting for you I'm holding my breath I know I will die Yeah, no point living a lie Like just watch this, watch this, watch this A memory hidden in time shit Like I want a stone for every line, uh Man, I'm coming for a bag of stones In the end, just another bag of bones Grab and throw your destiny Never seem to be in your hands Like rock and roll Like a feeling you believe in Man there's gotta be a reason Barely let the beat breath That's the way I feel Life was all about popping pills till Looked out the window sill still Made a deal with death Said that I'm holding my breath Gotta get this shit up off my chest For I have a cardiac arrest Drive a car (eeh) at a wall Wonder when he call Man I got this ill feeling of nausea Need water and order But my mind is quarter to fucked I'd call you with luck you'd pick up And then what And then what damn Dive deep down and ride These sounds like waves Surround and crash Mix compounds and I'm waiting for you I'm holding my breath I'm waiting for you I'm holding my breath I'm waiting for you I'm holding my breath