
Gravity Ghost
by Crossbreaker· from Lows
Contradicting realities, insincere insecurities. Venomous tongues spit nothing but lies, stamping everyone down just to hang your face high. You’ve led your fools to the edge and stabbed your loved in the back, with bitter-sweet verses to make up for what you lack. Pull your head up for a second, take a look around, you can see it burning, it’s all falling down. Contradicting realities, insincere insecurities. Venomous tongues spit nothing but lies, stamping everyone down just to hang your face high. You chased a world without gravity, now you’re falling in the cold. Deprived of all you ever sought, through trading your veins for gold. Stare into the fire and tell me what you see, a victim of his own conviction and insecurities? All that goes up must come back down. Gravity is pulling and you feel yourself falling. You’re done. You’re dead. It’s all over now.