The Rot Knows My Name

[Intro] Strength gonna fade. Endurance gonna fade. Muscle gonna fade. From choices I made. [Verse 1] Cycle came to an end. Guess that was one way to finish a bulk. A cut. Now stitches in ’em. Blood thinner in ’em. No gym for a while. So I sit. And wait. Watch the mirror take pieces back. Shoulders losing their shape. Arms looking smaller every week. Veins disappearing underneath the skin. Chest flattening. The lines I carved into myself getting soft cause two kinds of the glass. [Pre-Chorus] The mirror doesn’t care how many hours went into building it. Doesn’t care about the weight I moved. Doesn’t care about the meals, the sweat, the pain. The tears, the blood. It just shows what’s left. And what still left to lose. [Chorus] And every time I look, there’s a little less of him standing there. It’ll fade. I built it. I lost it. Cause I was losing it. [Verse 2] Guess I wasn’t strong enough, ’cause I couldn’t handle the weight. The ways I’d train, the pain in my brain, were contributing nothing to deal with the weight in my life, or the life that I hate. My pride breaks, heart aches, arm throbs, just another brain rob. Brain rot, thoughts rob, taking every good thought and making it all stop. Everything great gets swallowed by weight. Every thought that I fought gets caught in the rot. [Bridge] Every fight, another loss, Fishing wrong thoughts in my river of rot, Realizing I’m reeling in a bomb. Just a fucking tick toc, Non stop, Non viral moment going dire in the body. Organisms an cells goin feral. Cause mind wasn’t sterile. [Breakdown] Every fight, another loss, Fishing wrong thoughts in my river of rot, Realizing I’m reeling in a bomb. Just a fucking tick toc, Non stop, Non viral moment going dire in the body. Organisms an cells goin feral, Tearing through tissue, Turning healthy into hazardous, Every system slipping out of balance, Rot spreading where it shouldn’t. Cells turning against cells. Blood carrying what it shouldn’t. The body becoming its own enemy. Every thought feeding the infection. Every breath dragging it deeper. Cause mind wasn’t sterile. Neither was the body. And now the rot knows my name. [Outro] Strength gonna fade. Endurance gonna fade. Muscle gonna fade. From choices I made. It’ll fade. I built it. I lost it. Cause I was losing it.