Corcega - Zen in the Art of…

I became zen in the art of lies by
Shading my skin’s lack of sun
Changed all the locks when your ghost came marching
Forgot the code so I can’t get out
Threatens me with a loaded question
Your name ricocheting the searching bar
Call me a cheater, put it on speaker
I’m gonna whisper scary sounds

If the current makes you sick
Grab on to my self-esteem
Flowing down the lie

Haunted at night by my top ten records
Breath on my neck while I hit the sac
Kickin’ the night modе illumination
Abstinence now that your ghost is back

Look how I look thin like a splintеr
I wouldn’t pass as barely alive
Another click unfamiliar rhythm
Pointing the lens like a maniac

I’m gonna release the alligators (alligators)
Give them something to talk about
Fine is the line between class and feeling
There’s a campaign in between those eyes
If the current makes you sick
Grab on to my self-esteem
Flowing down the lie

I hold the moon at gunpoint (alligators)
It better come down
Smile for the flashes (alligators)
Won’t you give me a smile

If the current makes you sick
Grab on to my self-esteem
Flowing down the lie
If the current makes you sick
Grab on to my self-esteem
Flowing down the liestream