Lachlainn ÓBuachalla - Missing Lyrics

All I hear is drop it like a weapon to a cop
I don't know where I'm headed if I'm lost
Feeling headless
Like I've been severed
I don't know where I left or I've gone
It's like I'm missing from my head
Nah girl, I've been busy with my devils
And ain't too distant from the edge
Just missing
Love stirken in regrets
I feel like leaving this world
I feel like believing your tales
I feel like some demons for girls
I feel like I'm Jesus on heroin
Sinking through hell,
Am I scheming to fail?
Keep to myself
Only speak on instrumentals
Seeking for help
But ain't no beacon or bells
I try to leave from my cell
Then hell hounds on my tail
Like I'm Robert Johnson
Down in my blues
I try to block the numbers
A crowd's more than two
Drown in my gloom
Howl at the moon
A mound in the route's
Now a mountain to move
Look, L.Óbuachalla
Dental removalist
Empty grills
Elbows ain't humorous
Take shit to heart but I aim right through
If there's skeletons in the closet the grave's my room
To Hell or Jupiter
All I hear is drop it like a weapon to a cop
I don't know where I'm headed if I'm lost
Feeling headless
Like I've been severed
I don't know where I left or I've gone
It's like I'm missing from my head
Nah girl, I've been busy with my devils
And ain't too distant from the edge
Just missing
Love stirken in regrets