hes not close to committing twisted lines... shit and all of you are forbidding yourselves to even realise it looking straight as these fitting eagle eyes did somehow all you see is splitting evil eyes, shit its like hes being penalised just for being alive he dont care anymore, you can demonise him idolise him leave him act like you cared once the ice is underneath him on a real in real time these hazel eyes will stop seeing light and you still wont recognise just a couple of sleepless nights and then youll probably be alright dont tell them he theorised he could fly tell them living got harder than the fall from that height alveoli flooded in his lungs while his mind paralysed but he could barely breathe while he was still alive fuck the lies they shut their eyes but now the fucking love and concern gets amplified once theres no one left for them to fucking recognise will their warnings get identified right after theres nobody left to ask why he applied for a new life as he fell through the sky couldnt fight to have lived a good life could have lied, but what goods a good lie could write, should lie would cry, goodbye sure he pulled him self six foot high above life but still misunderstood by guys who though he could fly hes not close to committing twisted lines... shit if you believed me I guess I said it right, shit hes not close to committing twisted lines... shit and all of you are forbidding yourselves to even realise it looking straight as these fitting eagle eyes did somehow all you see is splitting evil eyes, shit they only loved him on the fall when it was too late to catch him at all their hands came reaching after hed already slipped through them all they called his name throughout the fall like they werent deaf to all the calls every one could see the warning signs when there was no time left to stop him dying the fall the fall dont tell them he wanted to fly the fall the fall tell them nobody asked him why he wrote these twisted lines © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. All rights reserved. All lyrics are original works written and published under the name Hotwife of Pi and are protected by applicable copyright law. No part of these lyrics may be copied, reproduced, republished, distributed, adapted, performed, recorded, transmitted, used for artificial intelligence or machine-learning training, or otherwise exploited, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from the copyright holder, except where permitted by law.
