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feelin' glum these last few weeks. it's difficult to escape depressing thoughts once they take over.
I roll with a prowess to steal your intellect through indirect misguidance from my point of bias/
Socratic method, you should try this, linguistics to a science.
David and goliath, im small to mental violence.
Stuck In an asylum, a prison way beyond the metaphysical
composing of the room,
i feel confined,
this gloom is overshadowed by the darkness of the moon
feelings from the swamp I call my bod.
at what cost will I get what I want? Feel emotions lost, they’re Tossed aloft.
Inhale the apathy and cough at the thought,
That these feelings are fraud.
So I Stand up and leave,
asking questions such as these:
how’d this all come to be?
life speeds by me I can’t make sense of it all,
am I forcing fake feelings or feeling nothing at all?
No longer sure about the demons underneath my bed cause as I got older.. they manifested in my head.
Life sucks ass like the human centipede,
metaphorically pull my face away from ass to end the agony.
Rapping has become an advil for me,
a methamphetamine addicts would fiend.
Like a hangover, I wake up feelin’ shitty,
solely to speak freely.
later on find out Depression’s rooted in me.
mental illness is so vicious, ripping motion till twitching, wish I could just switch up my position with someone that’s different.
“YO quit your bitching”.
Ain’t as easy as that bro… feels like part of me missing,
deep within my soul
there’s something that im missing.. some part of me is missing. Missing..
I fought, I fought and I lost.
I fought, I fought, I fought and I lost.