These b1ch3s won't find me on the moon
I flew away by pressing the start button
There's no truth here, I can't feel the pulse
I'm dying, I'm overcome by sadness

What kind of martyr is reading?
Your songs don't save
I'm like a ship, sinking like I'm dying
Your lyrics are only about tears
I'm digging myself
Made it stylish, you can die
What I'm doing now you shouldn't give a f4ck
Bars and bars, I throw in one gulp
I'm dying in the crowd
I'm like neon, I change the color scheme
I exhale smoke, I am napalm, I fill the room
Afterwards, I fly into the chorus
In Dota on SF hex flies at you

These b1ch3s won't find me on the moon
I flew away by pressing the start button
There's no truth here, I can't feel the pulse
I'm dying, I'm overcome by sadness

On the moon
On the moon
On the moon
On the moon

These b1ch3s won't find me on the moon
I flew away by pressing the start button
There's no truth here, I can't feel the pulse
I'm dying, I'm overcome by sadness


Listen to here:

https://band.link/nalxne