Matte - slipped disk Lyrics

So, you sit by the window
As we just sit here and wait
All of the day
Through all these days
Thinking, wondering
MATTE
All the memories
Watch how come in on this

Can't catch me falling like a slipped dish
I've been sick with some slit wrists
Mental in the head, been jarring for some slickness
Lord, I'm asking for forgiveness
As I've fore taken this beat, and made it see through like no tints
Hold your breath, I can still smell it from the nose mints
32 inch blades go round and round, make you lose your focus
Hopeless, I've been snatching souls off the dope list
I leave my blood to the game, but y'all might not even notice
This hoe sense, I hear they talking, but they making no sense
As I proceed, you suck in the past tense
I'm off the glass, it's fast break time
Ain't no stopping, y'all done put me in a lime
Lights been flashing like a NAM fight
PTSD, it got me shooting first, if it ain't sound right
7-6-2 hit you like a lion bite
Five nights of Freddy's, seem like you on your sixth life
Pussy cats can't keep it zip tight
Get a little nip, got em meowin to the mice

So, you sit by the window
So, we just sit by the window
All of the day
All day
All day
And a well of memories
I just can't get rid of them
They're haunting me
Yeah

I'm asking for returns, I'm wondering what's the hold up
She said I never learn, try to play me like controllers
She said I never focus, she said I'm so hopeless
She just wants love, someone to hold and touch
There ain't no need to rush
Coming to fuss, baby, don't kill my buzz
I hope that's not too much to ask for
Thought you had some sense what you talking in the past for
Mr. Sandler, gotta click fast forward
Give me the love, give me the hate
I know that I'm on, I know that I'm great
I know that this message, it might be too late
But I can never let it destin my fate
All of these angles, too much on my plate
Losing my memory, run out of space
Running from demons, I don't wanna face
But now that I'm out of this world, you cannot label a touch
What is out of your reach
Using my words and my melodies, I'm just trying to teach
But honestly, I'm so high, I'll never be flat on my feet
I'll never be flat on my feet
Damn
I'm so high, I'll never be flat on my feet

So I sit by the window all of the day
And a well of memories, they're haunting all the way