Lyrics Trauma Culture – HALF ME
Different minds in the same frame
The rules are set and put on a scale
A dream of blood with a face so pale
Oh once I realized I’m in control
I’ve been taking my chances
‘Cause it’s all my fault
Playing the cards I was dealt
As I’m running with broken bones
We’re only prone to the dogma
When we are coming from a bad place
No helping hand
No sight of saving grace
I know it seems too little too late
Dug in too deep into my weakness
From being struck by bad luck and despair
To suffering the same fate
Different minds in the same frame
Different crime but the same name
The walls are closing in
The ceiling is coming down
Paranoid in my own skin
There is only one way out
Gradual isolation
Intellectual intoxication
Follow through without a thing to complain
Carve my lane
I’m better off with the bitterness
Carve my lane
Became a host with no dignity left
Carve my lane
Consume the life from my open vein
Collateral
So cynical
Seducing
Abusing
Collateral
Non clinical
Not listening
Distressing
Until you die you will propagate your f**king waste…
➤ Produced by Julius Jansen
HALF ME | 2021
