YNKEUMALICE - Existentialism Identity

Feeling cold like the winter
Feeling ice heart feeling cold and numb
I don’t play dumb I just forget things
I walk around in a Eddie b jacket
Call me stylist call me fashionova
How I pick my outfits out feeling
Like a need a stadium closet
Like a wear house feeling
Like a light house
It’s not even light out in my world
It’s always night
I am the moon

Know where I stand find who i am
Lost in abyss of thoughts with the moon
In a dark room with a smile of the devil
With my fangs devil horns and halo
Feeling like it’s plans on plans
I plan for feeling like this my world
Feeling like this world ain’t changing
Feeling like taking a stand starting
With the mirror feeling like
Treat you how you treat me
Disrespect me imma disrespect you

Feeling cold like the winter
Feeling ice heart feeling cold and numb
I don’t play dumb I just forget things
I walk around in a Eddie b jacket
Call me stylist call me fashionova
How I pick my outfits out feeling
Like a need a stadium closet
Like a wear house feeling
Like a light house
It’s not even light out in my world
It’s always night
I am the moon