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ROADRUNNER: NEW LIGHT, NEW MACHINE IS OUT NOW: Created by *UNCANNY Dir. George Muncey Prod: Elliott Elder LYRICS: (JOBA) When I look at myself I see a broken man Remnants of my pops, put the glock to his head Nothing ever go as planned, couldn’t make amends Forcibly pretend I don’t give a damn At a loss, aimless 6 feet deep, suffocating Can’t face it Can’t change it Ain’t make it Master plans by the Maker I see no savior Morbid reflection and stainless steel Alcohol and pills Deadly combinations left with nothing else to feel A floral haven Hope it was painless I see you in the faces, places and my making Reflections off a broken mirror Fragments of my fear glaring back like who’s there? I can’t stand myself beside myself, I see you there I know you cared Felt numb since September when I heard the news What I’d do to speak one last time Think I always will be haunted by the image of a bloody backdrop Skull fragments in the ceiling, felt your presence in the room Heard my mother squealing Master of disguises Ash to ash, dust to dust Voids behind my eyelids Blacking out, bleeding out Silence louder than a twisted tongue lying As sick as our secrets Shadow people and needles fading through a peep hole Bedtime stories from purgatory I miss you For the record I can fly Around the world absorbing light Something’s missing deep inside The light (Kevin Abstract) Something changed in Texas Guess I missed the message Look, I missed my exit I’m livin’ like a Jetson I was broke and desperate, leaning on my best friends Only shot callers I was around was bar tending Ain’t no love in this game, mama This is not tennis Take your shoes off, we just did the carpets in I can take the hating I can take the praising It’s all noise to me I’ll turn into Satan Y’all stuck in the matrix Red pill, blue pill All these different faces All these different cases Shit, y’all done seen me naked So imma wear what I want now and I ain’t finna fake it Thank God I made it Thank God I seen God last summer I was standing on a bridge I seen all y’all under me Know you are struggling N****s out here juggling Losing jobs and losing God Everything is tumbling Feel heaven rumbling The rapture is coming I love the attention I’m a bastard in public I still struggle with tellin’ my mom who I’m in love with Subtleties in between way these diamonds gleam When Thanksgiving come around I still don’t see ‘em When Christmas come around N****, I still don’t see ‘em Told the world who I was before I got to know Ian They gave my people money in exchange for their freedom I would give it all back for a chance to free ‘em