frank ocean type beat | ambient pop | "vienna"

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[Verse 1] The very first of the last. Understand I live in the past. That why I get way too attached. And now, I've finally snapped. Hands shaking too much, but I stay strapped. Still got magazines in the bag. Filled with venom, the talks we never had. All that, but it's the courage I lack. [Pre Chorus] Why do you still scare me? You've hurt me already. I'm already empty. All the blood you've drawn's plenty. [Chorus] Will I reach the last time you break in my room? Will I reach the last time you make me a fool? Will I reach the last time you tighten my noose? Or is this just the last time that I fight before I lose? [Post Chorus] All this from cutting me loose... Can we just call a truce? [Verse 2] The very first of the last. Condom ads and dating apps. My phone spies on me, it gives me what I need to relapse. Late night purging after 3 Monster cans Wouldn't suck if I just collapsed. Wanna know if you're okay, but you'd prolly kill me if I asked. [Pre Chorus] Why do you still scare me? You've hurt me already. I'm already empty. All the blood you've drawn's plenty. My explanations Are no match for your patience. My broken foundations Are soundtracked by my car's FM stations. [Chorus] Will I reach the last time you break in my room? Will I reach the last time you make me a fool? Will I reach the last time you tighten my noose? Or is this just the last time that I fight before I lose? Will I reach the last time you break in my room? Will I reach the last time you make me a fool? Will I reach the last time you tighten my noose? Or is this just the last time that I fight before I lose? [Post Chorus] All this from cutting me loose... Can we just call a truce?