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Secret Weapon

Hip-Hop/Rap

Secret Weapon è stato pubblicato il 27 giugno 2024 da Merk Music come parte dell'album The Squire

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumThe Squire

Data di uscita27 giugno 2024

EtichettaMerk Music

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM71

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kory J. Merkel

Songwriter

Testi

I'm sleeping in till evening, I need to get a decent sched

Even when I eat, it's something greasy or a piece of bread

Eagerly, I keep on dreaming of a fantasy I'm fed

Seeping through the media and nearly everything I've read

Me confessing deep depression isn't really easy yet

Demons in my head are the sole reason that I seem upset

Recently, I've been thinking maybe I'm partially possessed

Frequently it takes extreme attention just to read a text

Needlessly, I miss some opportunities to reconnect

People from my senior year will reach out via FB requests

I don't hit delete, I let them linger just to be a pest

We don't need to be connected just to see you beat your chest

I'm reclusive only from anybody I deem a threat

Everyone you meet will influence your mind and leave a dent

We're all susceptible to emotion, even Jesus wept

My escape is pen and paper, have you found your secret weapon

Always crossing bridges, I'm done burning 'em and screwing up

Ever since I was a kid, I'd only ever do enough

To get by, just to survive: a roof, a bed, and food and stuff

Greedy ass elitists and our leaders make it super tough

I don't blame my circumstances, but some kids get super lucky

Born to money more than us, so sure enough, they're, too, corrupt

I'm not talking shit against the rich, only the human scum

Middle fingers to the ones ruining our planet too, for what

Money, houses, private jets, and flashy cars they souping up

Military budgets like they want us to get nuclear

I say they're sadists paid by greater powers that be looming above

Each and every one of us. What next, man, they start shooting us

I digress. At any rate, I'm bummed that my computer sucks

I've been at a standstill over a year without new productions

Soon enough, yo tengo un estudio para música

Till then, I'ma just keep writing while I let the music bump

Lately I've felt vacant like there's not a single thought up there

Locking eyes on autopilot 'cause I get a lot of stares

Yesterday, I stayed up till this morning, sitting on a chair

Staring into the abyss of my existence God prepared

Every now and then, I get the feeling that I'm not aware

Leading to a panic and the feeling that I'm out of air

I feel bittersweet about the repeal of Obamacare

I just gotta not be getting shot, I guess, and all is fair

But the other day, I stayed up late, just playing solitaire

Losing every game, no less, and pulling out of wad of hair

Suddenly, some shots went popping off from my apartment stairs

Thank God I'm alive, but I still had to swap my underwear

Something very funny and familiar about our affairs

Thinking back when we were kids and how they had just started DARE

Now, it's common knowledge that hysteria's what got us scared

Even when I wrote this, I was more than double-cross-impaired

Written by: Kory J. Merkel

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