ego death

First step La fin d'une era ouais Gabin Miller is dead Le sang qui coule le couteau in my hand Eh je clean la scène de crime without a trace Tous ses rêves I chase Gattaca I take his place New step Ses peurs et traumas catch up et j'en perds la tête The clock hands looking sharper than a blade Eh je vois la vie à travers son filter Fucking parasite turns my life into a thriller Every memory is wretched Longing for a dopamine rush Enfermé sous vidé asphyxié Trauma dump dans le but de briller Se faire évidemment méprisé Verre pas moitié vide mais brisé Verre pas moitié vide mais brisé Come back old habits doubting over myself Can kill the old me but it's still the same My angst will find me even after my death And I keep on fighting but it always fails Grosses œillères sur mon veau-cer et j'essaie d'avancer Gosse d'hier aujourd'hui sert le chaos dans mes pensées Yells and cries and screams and stress Sobs and fears and tears and mess Peu importe que le sun shine I keep coming back to the same familiar place Every memory is wretched Longing for a dopamine rush Enfermé sous vidé asphyxié Trauma dump dans le but de briller Se faire évidemment méprisé Verre pas moitié vide mais brisé Verre pas moitié vide mais brisé Come back old habits doubting over myself Can kill the old me but it's still the same My angst will find me even after my death And I keep on fighting but it always fails Come back old habits doubting over myself (myself) Can kill the old me but it's still the same (it's still the same) My angst will find me even after my death (my death) And I keep on fighting but it always fails We're sorry The artist profile page you're currently looking for is unavailable It seems like every single information contained In your databases about him vanished overnight Let me look further in depth Oh that's weird It seems like a notetxt has been left in his file It reads I'm leaving you in good hands Goodbye