Istasha – Gothicketchup.

(Listen I was pretending, you want me to play, you want me to play super serious?)

Istasha, this shit fucking sucks

I’ll stay the same just fake it like I’m dead still
(Fine, here we’ll skip everything)
Running on an empty tank just like a treadmill

Chorus

I’ll stay the same just fake it like I’m dead still
Running on an empty tank just like a treadmill
I play sane, in vain, stuck in a landfill
Pleading in the reservoir, focus don’t get wasted

All day long stuck working it nonstop wing it till I’m dead, only pause when my head drops
All day long stuckworking it nonstop wing it till I’m dead, only pause when my head drops

Verse 1

Remember when we gadgets like a backdrop
Always fill it up and then delete it like a bad clock
Slide in like a DM, man I slide it like a flip-flop
Always hiding dollars, apologies, ima pass it like a bus stop
All I need is piece by piece, I can’t grab that shit, don’t seem likely
And I bite my hands with teeth like leech, it don’t save me much, just taste like bleach

Chorus

I’ll stay the same just fake it like I’m dead still
Running on an empty tank just like a treadmill
I play sane, in vain, stuck in a landfill
Pleading in the reservoir, focus don’t get wasted

All day long stuck working it nonstop wing it till I’m dead, only pause when my head drops
All day long stuck working it nonstop wing it till I’m dead, only pause when my head drops

I’ll stay the same just fake it like I’m dead pill
Running on an empty tank just like a treadmill
I play sane, in vain, stuck in a landfill
Pleading in the reservoir, focus don’t get wasted

Outro

(Yeah this is a this is a tough game, look at this. Oh yeah, yep, see you lat- uh huh uh huh. Yeah I’m bad)