Blank Space - 8-Bit Universe

No, no, no, no, no, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

A loser hides behind, a mask of my disguise

And who I am today, is worse than other times

You don’t know what I’ve done

I’m wanted and on the run, I’m wanted and on the run

So, I’m taking this moment to live in the future

Release me from the present

I’m obsessing, all these questions

Why I’m in denial that they tried a suicidal session

Please use discretion when you’re

Messin' with the message man

These lyrics aren’t for everyone

Only few understand.

(Hey, hey, hey, hey,)

(Hey, hey, hey, hey.)

No, no, no, no, no, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You don’t know my brain, the way you know my name

You don’t know my heart, the way you know my face

You don’t know what I’ve done

I’m wanted and on the run, I’m wanted and on the run

So I’m taking this moment to live in the future

Release me from the present

I’m obsessing, all these questions

Why I’m in denial that they tried a suicidal session

Please use discretion when you’re

Messing with the message man

These lyrics aren’t for everyone

Only few understand.

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey.

My people singing

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey.

My people singing.

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey.

Hope you’re dead, cause how can you sleep at a time like this

People they rhyme like this, we’re all impressed by this

They rip it, flip it, but these are just triplets, wrote this in three minutes

Three words to a line, it’s just poetry divided

I’m the kind of guy who takes every moment he knows he can fight it

And music to use it for others to use it.

You’re dead cause how can you sleep at a time like this?

Life is up here, but you comment below

And comments below has become common motivation

To promote your show’s next episode so your brain knows to keep going

Even though hope, is far from this moment

But you and I know, it gets better when morning finally rears its head

Together we’re losers, remember the future

Remember;

the morning is when night is dead.

Release me from the present

I’m obsessing, all these questions

Why I’m in denial that they tried a suicidal session

Please use discretion when you’re

Messing with the message man

These lyrics aren’t for everyone

Only few understand.

Please use discretion when you’re

Messing with the message man

These lyrics aren’t for everyone

Only few understand.

My people singing

My people singing

My people singing.