sewerperson - swap the phones (prod. by jabarionthebeat & kuji) (lyrics)

"this the last that i even make the effort"

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~~~~~~~~~lyrics~~~~~~~~~

Her voicemail always full whenever i find my breath
this the last time that i call you back
this the last that i even make the effort
my coats hung up at home and i could finally rest
ok swap the phones lets see how sad u get
i take my sh*t home first then get it off my chest
its too much stress
im inside my head just trying to fight my chest
83 floors up these worries hurt me less
on rainy nights i take my deepest breaths
this is the last time that i call u back
oh u know its nothing but land mines in this thread of texts
she tell me she promise ill get mine but what’s left to get
im beaten down to fine pulp and its nothing left
but once again its all my fault and i sweep the mess
on late nights i could feel time stall as i roll this blunt
i take this puff and sit to watch night fall as i slowly numb
all this pain i feel tell me that im the only one who feel it
im always the highest in the room tonight im highest in the building
still i couldnt feel it i need something that just might kill me
its hot in here too hot i dont get how the walls aint peeling
i look up from my phone expecting mist to line the ceiling
her voicemail always full whenever i find my breath
this the last time that i call you back
this the last that i even make the effort
my coats hung up at home and i could finally rest
i stopped with tolerance breaks and started thinking less
cause these drugs will line my feelings like a teflon vest
i got some years left in me before it can catch up yet
i take my sh*t home first then get it off my chest
so what’s next
im just a walking shell i work and i do my best
you finally here zombieland well more or less
we all lost the shine we had some years ago we just exist
pattern work has overcome everything that i used to know
the cloud is hugged like a wedding ring to my daily rows
my voice is killed as its leaving me and im overlooked
it would take the ear of a diety to be understood
this one page of many im not going anywhere
u could hear my voice get carried swiftly thru the air
my reeboks got sewage on em this the second pair
and id try to ask for help but i dont like the way they stare