Soaking in Video (MV)

You just thought for you
Yourself, nobody else
That's okay
To put yourself first
But here I was
Waiting for you to come back
On your promises
Now switch the beat up
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Soul lost
Nothing settled in my comprehension
No sleep
Looking at the ghostcation
First name
Used to be the first name
On my mornication
Now missing from a nofication
This nothing
Simple adulation
Simple recognition
It's the hurt
Such a space station
Emotions still alive
It's a starvation
Get silent
Still feeling all the vibration
Such a taxation
Feels like a stagnation
Need myself a braincation
Or a workation
New augmentation
For the heart to beat
Need a cannulation
Must find
Safe haven
Let the old leaves blow off
The flowers must go
So the buds may grow
Enslaved to the body
Quit plotting for a moment
Get free from yourself
Live for a moment
Look beautiful
Very lovely I know
Rub your eyes, see clearer
The truth to know
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Benefits, lower all of my expectations
Stronger foundation
Could fill myself with hate
But value relations
When it comes to feelings
I don't do no calculations
With the setbacks
Was losing my aspirations
They were killing me
My evening lonely sensations
Dug through funnelled out
With the help of
My boost stations
Now, you may be generous
But don't need
Any explanation
And I hate the way
Just wasted days
Just looking back
And the way I was left just
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Soul lost
Nothing settled in my comprehension
No sleep
Looking at the ghostcation
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Soul lost
Nothing settled in my comprehension
No sleep
Looking at the ghostcation
First name
Used to be the first name
On my mornication
Now missing from a nofication
This nothing
Simple adulation
Simple recognition
It's the hurt
Such a space station
Emotions still alive
It's a starvation
Get silent
Still feeling all the vibration
Such a taxation
Feels like a stagnation
Need myself a braincation
Or a workation
New augmentation
For the heart to beat
Need a cannulation
Must find
Safe haven
Let the old leaves blow off
The flowers must go
So the buds may grow
Enslaved to the body
Quit plotting for a moment
Get free from yourself
Live for a moment
Look beautiful, very lovely I know
Rub your eyes, see clearer
The truth to know
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
So lost
Nothing settled in my comprehension
No sleep
Looking at the ghostcation
Left just
Looking staring at the conversation
Feeling hurt
Every message is a confrontation
So lost
Nothing settled in my comprehension
No sleep
Looking at the ghostcation
Left just
Feeling hurt
So lost
No sleep
Left just
Feeling hurt
So lost
No sleep