Still talking * behind my back?
Good.
Means I'm ahead, bitch.
You waste your miserable life watching mine,
hoping I fall?
Spoiler alert, I'm just getting * started.
While you rot in your dumb ass hate,
I'm stacking wins,
breaking limits,
and leaving your sorry ass choking on my dust.
You ain't a threat,
you're a * background noise.
Keep watching, hater.
Every damn move I make is another nail in your jealous ass coffin.
Screenshot this glow-up motherfucker,
cause you'll never live it.
Keep * * up and spread chaos like a boss.
I'm wired to chase what's gone,
to keep the ghost of you turned on.
Running, always running slow.
Running on broken coal.
Your voice still loops inside my mind.
A thought I've tried but can't unwind.
I patch the cracks but they don't hold.
The system shakes, it's getting cold.
Every line begins to fray,
but I still run anyway.
I'm wired to chase what's gone,
to keep the ghost of you turned on.
Running, always running slow.
Running on broken coal.