كلمات Anhedonia

Pass the cup, burn the ounce
Fading picture
Losing sight with the sound
Pass the cup
Passing love
Passive hiding
When they hit me with the shock
Fuck the sun
We getting old
Skeptical connect my head to the couch
had enough ? its getting tough
I saw the roses
On the grave for the host
Flying crows, weather cold
I keep on wondering how life did you all
The other side ? Is it nice?
Or just a place only black with no whites
Is it wild or divine ?
Tell me about more
About why we got divided
Pass the cup, burn the ounce
Fading picture
Losing sight with the sound
Pass the cup
Passing love
Passive hiding
When they hit me with the shock
Fuck the sun
We getting old
Skeptical connect my head to the couch
My thoughts are violent
Dig into the ground lemme get it silent
They calling me to join them
The senses in my heart avoided
Ah nah nah let the xannies fill the void then
Ah let it kick let it kill all the voices
I saw a light sit in my corner
My subconscious got it dimming
Standing and my hands are open
Pulling when I'm in the middle
Got my eyes into clouds
saw the rain I started sippin'
Pull my hand toward the lord
To get me back please I'm beggin'
Pass the cup, burn the ounce
Fading picture
Losing sight with the sound
Pass the cup
Passing love
Passive hiding
When they hit me with the shock
Fuck the sun
We getting old
Skeptical connect my head to the couch