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Scattered

by Vic Mensa

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Scattered Like the leaves upon the wind when Seasons must begin to change again Shattered Pointed shards, a heart is broken Left in patterns on the carpet where she wept Tear-stained face, I can't face these Demons all alone, they don't like me All night, they stay and eat light They talk and they write in thunder and lightning Gloves on, match met God makes Her bet That I'll lay my head down again in this bed I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself Scattered Like the leaves upon the wind when Seasons must begin to change again Shattered Pointed shards, a heart is broken Left in pieces on the carpet where she bled Bloodstained hands all around me Hidden blades in a two-faced society With sinister grins, they carve out their wins From what's left of my sanity Gloves on (gloves on), match met (match met) God makes Her last bet (God makes Her bet) That I'll lay my head down again in this bed Think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself Think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself Clothing scattered all over my single bedroom apartment My drink splattered look just like the paint on a Jackson Pollock My grey matter been having me seeing red, but regardless I'm not just mad at myself, I'm mad at the world My girl says I got trust issues, honestly, I fuck with you It's just I need the guts to say fuck it and open up to you But it's just open cuts too disgusting to be discussed with you Too caught up in my emotions like Usher to confess to you Caught up in my dreams and nightmares, demons don't fight fair Waking up weeping from my night terrors, I'm acting light-skinned Really dreaming of crying, I need me a Zion right here Can't see 'em coming down my eyes, so I write tears Think I might need some help (I don't feel like myself) I don't feel like myself (I don't feel like myself) I don't feel like myself (anymore) Think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself

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