Infected feat. Free Lunch

by Psionic

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SALT IN THE WOUND(S).

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Cuz I can’t maintain staying sane in my brain
It just stays framed by this dame causing pain
To this day I contain all the shame and the blame
Infectious, everywhere I look I see her name.

PSI
Reflected in glass, a dead body in front of me.
Her charm has me wanting a frontal lobotomy.
She shatters my sanity, it’s a twisted dichotomy
between love and lust, I’m sick in my arteries.

Infected, an epidemic surging underneath my
epidermis engraved with her name
I’m Abel to be slain when she like Cain
stabbing at my heart is her end game.

Let Psionic break it down into layman's:
I always got codependent toxic relations.
I’m nauseous, booze the only way that I got this.
Got the noose when I’m lovesick and withdrawing.

Through the rigmarole and rigor mortis,
she tainting my soul, but I chose this.
At first I thought, fuck it, I’ll just try and have some fun.
I should've quarantined at the first sign of love.

Answer this: did it mean anything to you?
Cancerous in my thoughts: we were both doomed.
At night I wonder what’s she doing, where she’s at,
but ir drives me mad - I know she’s with her man

And if you hear this song, I just want you to know
I fucking loved you, but you infected my soul.
I fucking loved you, oh god, how I loved you.
I ain’t mad but grief a disease spreads to my blood too.

Poisonous prose, in endless pain I wallow,
but if you ever came back, I know I would follow (pathetic).
An ocean of liquor ain’t enough to drink it all away.
You’re either whiskey or against me, I guess I can’t maintain.

credits

released May 23, 2019
Lyrics: Free Lunch & Psionic
Production: Psionic
Mixing: Psionic

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