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Break Myself!
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W trasie
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Break Myself! został wydany 12 lipca 2024 przez Cam Steady, Inc. jako część albumu Break Myself! - Single
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Data wydania12 lipca 2024
WytwórniaCam Steady, Inc.
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM100

Teledysk

Teledysk

Tekst Utworu

Habits that inhabit me have plague my health
If I wanna break 'em, I'ma have to break myself
Every night I'm getting number to the fate I'm dealt
You can take my life, you won't break my spell
I'm pissed, I'm high, they're rich off lies
It's fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
I'm sick, I'm fine, they've split my mind
It's fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
When the blemishes and hurt ain't enough
I put my hand over my heart until it turns into dust
I took a pledge to heal the world and my trust
Will bend and burn 'til it cuts
My memories and the remedies always burn at the touch
Mistaken murder for love, forsaken curses to hug
When they created and hated me, I erased what they done
And I was raised by a Hades, he gave a flame to the numb
When everyone called me crazy, at least he called me his son
That isn't love, though, love is how we justify the utmost
Evil invokin' its name, ignoring when the dust blows
Eatin' away at the sane, they kiss the necks of cutthroats
Breedin' new versions of hate the only way that love knows, ah
Now it's really time the man was dissolved
As I walk between the cracks in which humanity falls
The only action is collapsin' as the damned will evolve
Cause freedom only can happen when we abandon you all
Everything in this world you built rejected me
But not now
I'm the one who's rejecting you
That is why I destroy
I'm destroying everything
Including myself
Been mad, been bad, spiralin' in sick past
Live that, spin back, cryin' 'til my skin cracks
This that feelin' of peelin' away a skin mask
Peer in the mirror to find a better body grins back
Judges couldn't structure a sentence for this villain, they lackin' syntax
Punishin' the righteous is right to me, it's a sin tax
Voices in my mental have gentled into a dim laugh
Might have been through hell, but have you been back?
Oh, I'm a bitch and a half
Take a hero or a villain and I'll split 'em in half
I'm held together by a mission 'til the stitches collapse
Then paint the planet in all of our blood to christen the act
I start to fear I feel addiction to ash and now I'm riskin' relapse
'Cause every drip from the gash is one more sip from the flask
They let the sickness attack but never listen to facts
When everybody's bodies rotting, will you listen to that?
'Cause all these—
Habits that inhabit me have plague my health
If I wanna break 'em, I'ma have to break myself
Every night I'm getting number to the fate I'm dealt
You can take my life, you won't break my spell
I'm pissed, I'm high, they're rich off lies
It's fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
I'm sick, I'm fine, they've split my mind
It's fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
Habits that inhabit me have plague my health
If I wanna break 'em, I'ma have to break myself
Every night I'm getting number to the fate I'm dealt
You can take my life, you won't break my spell
I'm pissed, I'm high, they're rich off lies
It's fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
I'm sick, I'm fine, they've split my mind
It's fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
Fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
Fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
Fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
Fuck fake friends, and it's cut fake ties
Written by: Cameron Greely
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