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Official Audio for Isaac App - Broadway Exit [Prod. Isaac App] "BROADWAY EXIT" - THE EP AVAILABLE NOW - https://fanlink.to/BroadwayExit ALL MUSIC IS DMCA FREE CONNECT W/ ME Instagram |   / isaac.app   Twitter |   / isaacapp_   TikTok |   / isaac.app   Twitch |   / turtle   LYRICS: Look On that interstate I’m reaching 85 Every single thought inside my head is suicide There’s a storm inside my heart not unified Terrified, cause I know this shit not dignified Now my Hands shakin, mind vacant, I’m tearing up Knowing that this broadway exit right here yeah that’s coming up This the spot that I had planned to finally kill myself A simple turn into a pole to finally heal myself Selfishly I thought this was the only way to go When you hit a certain low you get to blamin those Who never held yo hand or tried to hoist you on the boat So oftentimes that kid slips and then he’s left to hope Those few coping skills he got will help him stay afloat But there’s a hidden weight that’s wrapped around his upper throat He can’t communicate he’s begging someone stop the boat He’s so afraid he doesn’t realize that he’s near the coast So instead of swimming back he just keeps moving forward Ignorant to every wave, each single one a scorcher In his mind he thought this torture would just make him stronger But the water getting thicker and it’s growing taller Boutta hit that final breathe No energy but he gotta tread This last hope tryna catch the boat Swim fast now with that last thread Backtrack lack in his head If he swap routes then he’s better dead Feet about turned now into lead All the water round now turning red This the story stuck inside my head it’s everlasting Bout this kid who drowned himself emotions what he masking Couldn’t face his problems so them motherfuckers stacking This the shit that happens when depression catch you lackin Now I’m back inside the whip wit music blasting On the night I’m tryna get the civic crashin Hungry for some blood I been mosquito fasting If I execute it well I won’t be standing But what the fuck would that accomplish Label me as nothin other than my own accomplice I hit my exit ramp I’m battling subconscious This might be the final moment where I fade to darkness And maybe I could fix it through my promise Looking up to God like would I still be here regardless When it comes to my own life, why am I careless Truly just how long have I been living like I’m heartless And of course, I get no answer back I check the clock, two on the dot, I’m perfectly on track I guess it’s time to finish what I started I see the spot I’m boutta turn into, and then i floor it 100 feet, 80 feet, devil street In my mind, all these thoughts, yeah they not complete 50 feet, 30 feet, devil street On my way to end it all, in my own defeat #IsaacApp #BroadwayExit