Paper Skin (feat. Alazmyn)

I still see the memories in pages that I rip

Ink bleeding doubts that I tried hard to eclipse

Every word a timestamp

Every line a blip

Like echoes of my fears

Folded in my paper skin

I still see the memories in pages that I rip

Ink bleeding doubts that I tried hard to eclipse

Every word a timestamp

Every line a blip

Like echoes of my fears

Folded in my paper

Paper skin

I used to underline the parts of me that I hated the most

Kept a running list in pen so insecurity could haunt me like a ghost

I tried to fold myself up into origami shapes

Made out of poems and mistakes

I started matching up my voice to match the people in the room

The thought of blending in was better than being “too much” too soon

Too much, too soon

Too much, too soon

I practiced how to pose before I learned to speak with ease

Held my stomach in like it could shrink my personality

Rehearsed my angles

Looking like an angel

Rehearsed my angles

Looking like an angel

Chin up, soft tone, nothing out of place

Nothing on my face

Nothing to betray

Hit you with a handshake

Did you feel my hand shake?

Fake it til I make it

But I hope my pulse don’t translate

I still see the memories in pages that I rip

Ink bleeding doubts that I tried hard to eclipse

Every word a timestamp

Every line a blip

Like echoes of my fears

Folded in my paper skin

I still see the memories in pages that I rip

Ink bleeding doubts that I tried hard to eclipse

Every word a timestamp

Every line a blip

Like echoes of my fears

Folded in my paper

Paper skin

Hmmm

Wake up in the morning with doubt on my head-top

I’m just tryna step outta bed

There’s a voice in my head and it wanna make me stop

I’m tryna my hardest

Going the farthest

Til it start reeling me back slow

The pain of an artist

Why did I start this

I know I really can’t quit tho

Under ceilings made of glass

I’m seeing all my friends have passed

Reaching out my hand for help

They’d rather leave me in the past

Trifling

That’s really trifling

I keep that to myself

Use me as a stepping stone

And put me back onto the shelf

I believe that we don’t share no spite between us

You moved onto better things

All while I’m sitting here questioning

If this is what I’m meant to be

You told me you’d be there for me

But how you say you’ll die for me

If you can’t give a ride to me

I’m on my own

My life

Cinema

Make friends like you a minimum

Okay

Flexing on anyone

Big LAZ ya favorite one

Okay

Even though I got thin skin

I’m still going in

Ya boy never done

Ink bleed through like tattoos

I’m so see through

So my heart is on the run

I still see the memories in pages that I rip

Ink bleeding doubts that I tried hard to eclipse

Every word a timestamp

Every line a blip

Like echoes of my fears

Folded in my paper skin

I still see the memories in pages that I rip

Ink bleeding doubts that I tried hard to eclipse

Every word a timestamp

Every line a blip

Like echoes of my fears

Folded in my paper

Paper skin