Lockdown

Vox Mortem

Compositor: Esaú xavier

Decay of a life, filthy feelings flooding through the chest
Coffee to wake up, drugs to numb
Bite the bullet, is what you believe, you can bet you lose
Misery of life, sucking all the garbage through the eyes
A play to roll, stop to illusion
A blessing in disguise, is what you believe, you can bet you lose

Existential crisis, in the latent state until it vanishes
Complaints of something that was never done

Heart attack, deluded by fear that may be real
Tik tak where it's always midnight

We walk between rooms
Walls that manifest our inner hell
Neural degeneration is incredibly real
The story so long, beautiful home sweet home

Tell me about legs that hurt for doing nothing
Tell me about a tired mind that doesn't create
Tell me about hands that hurt by jerk off
Tell me about laziness, only truth