Fear instinct, pts. 2 + 3

[Verse 1: Savan DePaul]
We fear in a D-tier dystopia
I see clear sick phobias
Weeks here just holing up
Barely holding up
A need for consoling, plus doling our dough and not to get thrown from the homes that we slowly lose hope in
Sexting as coping with cov-cov...
Don’t worry that was just a vocal stutter
Civilization going under
Semper fi say the glory hunting soldier sent to my state
Never been easier to get my space
Hoping if I die I die based
Recording and stacking performances
If this just so happens to corner me in
I leave you this track as a warning kid

[Chorus 1]
Fear instinct kicked in
Distress call sent
Every last resource we had spent
This is a distress signal from a dying star
A distress signal from a dying star
Fear instinct kicked in
Distress call sent
Every last resource we had spent
This is a distress signal from a dying star
A distress signal from a dying star
Fear instinct kicked in
Distress call sent
Every last resource we had spent
This is a distress signal from a dying star
A distress signal from a dying star
Fear instinct kicked in
Distress call sent
Every last resource we had spent
This is a distress signal from a dying star
A distress signal from a dying star

[Verse 2: Savan DePaul]
Formerly indigo, now you got left a swollen corpse
Melt under overlord
Swelled, bubbled, broken sores
Drizzling rain sizzling pain fry the beat
Fricassee rib soufflé, die in sheets
Enlighten me, is paranoia normalcy?
Phobias form
Deep in the void formerly
Now one of many walking time bombs in the metropolis
Lurching towards apocalypse
Lack of future either got a nigga sleepless
Or lucid dreaming about getting even with the evil genius
I mean this
My fight-or-flight response been triggered
Go figure
Cock back your phasers, aim for the figures’ livers
Shook like a tremor when the good guy wa' dismembered

[Verse 3: Grime Lab]
Sick and psychologists don’t wanna speak up on it (why)
Demons in your mind
Look deep into your eyes
See that we not lyin'
We are falling from the sky
Upward motion, fear multiplyin'
Our roots became locks, our locks became dreads
Cut off by a harlot, now he powerless
How you think it feels to the hand when the dog bites back?
I'm guilty of that
Normally I'm good about keeping bottled up
But this song made me open up
Let it go
Made me think of you
Oh how I lose
We go our separate ways, it's just a phase
Hours became days
That's what they say...

[Chorus 2]
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself my niggas, ayy
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself my niggas
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself my niggas, ayy
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself my niggas, ayy
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself my niggas
Only thing we gotta fear is fear itself
Fear itself, fear itself