“MUSIC FILE DETAILS”
- Writer: Bosslady
- Artist(s): Melanie Martinez
- Track Title: VOID
- Released Date: 2023
- Category: Music
- File Type: Audio
Now, it is indubitably confirm that this wonderful tune was carefully composed and delivered by the artist compared to other songs by the artist, and it is now making so much waves all over the world.
The artist was quite excited to inform the fans about this new drop on Twitter and other social media platforms earlier this weekend and you can stream it in all the music platforms.
Listen and enjoy below
“VOID”
In the void, in the void
In the void, in the void
In the void, in the void
Void, void, void, void
Baby, I’m spinning ’round the corner
It’s tasting kind of lonely and my mind wants to control me
Ah-ah-ah-empty, there’s rotten things left in me
Injected by society, no one here but me to judge me
Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won’t live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is Hell
I got to escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I’ve done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died and it’s myself
Tangled in my own intestines
I got to escape the void
There is no other choice, yeah
Got to escape the void
So strange, I’m trying to find a doorway
My eyes are staring at me, and they seem so damn unhappy
C-c-c-collect my fickle insecurities, and turn them into beauty
Alchemize the dark within me-ee
Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won’t live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is Hell
I got to escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I’ve done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died and it’s myself
Tangled in my own intestines
I got to escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I’ve done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
