Uploaded August 2024 | Updated September 2026, 4 days ago
From the LP "CREATOR", out now on Smartpunk Records. Grab your copy here: ffm.to/creator-mags
Lyrics:
god im getting sick and tired of hearing your name
thinking bout your lips pressin over my mouth
time to wake up it’s another bad dream
call me in the morning if you wanna cop out
i’ll be losing sleep when i think of your touch
gotta ring the bell gotta go and get some
tell me that you want me and i told ya truth hurts
i don’t wanna do it if it’s really no fun
black sun
red sky
maybe i’m right but maybe i’m wrong
i felt the tethers between us starting to grow
but i don’t like what i see in this dark red sky
(you better run from this dark red sky)
i will sing my innocent melody, i will
i’m in the eye, chaos surrounding me, im still
you feel better when you don’t miss a beat
you feel better when you’re thinking of me
but don’t stop, don’t stop
lay down in the street
black sun
red sky
Too many faces looking back
In the mirror when I self-reflect
I don’t ever check check my voicemail
Got these niggas calling me tryna make a deal
Coming in and out of focus
Shit is bogus, can’t control this
I could go from crazy to neurosis
It’s a warning and a diagnosis
Motherfucker, I will be the one who walks
And you can be the one who talks
And you can be the ticking time bomb that a zero chance of going off
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From the LP "CREATOR", out now on Smartpunk Records. Grab your copy here: ffm.to/creator-mags
Lyrics:
god im getting sick and tired of hearing your name
thinking bout your lips pressin over my mouth
time to wake up it’s another bad dream
call me in the morning if you wanna cop out
i’ll be losing sleep when i think of your touch
gotta ring the bell gotta go and get some
tell me that you want me and i told ya truth hurts
i don’t wanna do it if it’s really no fun
black sun
red sky
maybe i’m right but maybe i’m wrong
i felt the tethers between us starting to grow
but i don’t like what i see in this dark red sky
(you better run from this dark red sky)
i will sing my innocent melody, i will
i’m in the eye, chaos surrounding me, im still
you feel better when you don’t miss a beat
you feel better when you’re thinking of me
but don’t stop, don’t stop
lay down in the street
black sun
red sky
Too many faces looking back
In the mirror when I self-reflect
I don’t ever check check my voicemail
Got these niggas calling me tryna make a deal
Coming in and out of focus
Shit is bogus, can’t control this
I could go from crazy to neurosis
It’s a warning and a diagnosis
Motherfucker, I will be the one who walks
And you can be the one who talks
And you can be the ticking time bomb that a zero chance of going off
---------------------------
Video by: M.A.G.S.
---------------------------
Follow M.A.G.S. at:
elliottmags.com
Instagram - instagram.com/elliott_mags
Twitter - twitter.com/elliott_mags
Facebook - facebook.com/elliottmags
