fracture Video (MV)

The music the struggle
The things that we hide
I'm polished but somehow
I feel like I don't shine
I'm speaking to myself
But the devil on the line
These demons in my head
I gotta end the fight
At night I lay awake and promise
Myself I'm alright but I'm nauseous
Anxiety got locked up in my consciousness
Smoking gas yeah I'm trynna escape all of this
I can't focus I can't rest
I can't even feel my face
I wish that I could vanish
And not even leave f*cking trace
Why am I making all this shit just to end up in a void
I'm too far into this just to have it all destroyed
The music the struggle
The things that we hide
I'm polished but somehow
I feel like I don't shine
I'm speaking to myself
But the devil on the line
These demons in my head
I gotta end the fight
What?
Don't you talk to me bout business
F*ck all that shit I need at least six digits
I'm smoking packs like it's fitness
Killing shit I got a hit list
Take my baby shopping
Just to cross some shit off of her wishlist
I shed blood I see red
Pockets blue pockets dead
Wrap it up plastic bag
I put poison in my head
It's in my head
It's in my head
It's in my head
Oh it's in my head
It's in my head
It's in my head