Hard Pill (feat. Quiet/Creator)

Tearing Piece by piece Swallow the hard pill I fall low Below the evergreen I seem to Situate myself Suffocating sensation In foreign place Far enough from home So enticing but broken All alone Below the evergreen I seem to situate myself I feel Something Rather nothing I mean something to you Growing Mould and soaking down the bottle Cuttings all the seams for me Swallow The hard pill Swallow The hard pill