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WalkFromTheLight
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Hip-Hop
WalkFromTheLight was released on March 1, 2024 by Big Melancholy as a part of the album WalkFromTheLight - Single
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Release DateMarch 1, 2024
LabelBig Melancholy
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM106

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Melancholy
Big Melancholy
Performer
BTD Spectre
BTD Spectre
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mel Wood
Mel Wood
Songwriter
Xavier Goodson
Xavier Goodson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YUNGMEXIC$NBIH
YUNGMEXIC$NBIH
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, yuh
Ayy, uh
Ayy, yuh
Ayy, uh
Ayy, yeah
Ayy
Phone still ring, rather hang rope high
Walk on the line, no cash, just my thoughts only wish to live sublime
Not with drugs, though high everyday, all the god damn time
I don't want help, bitch, I'm doing alright
Meddle in the night with a swisher and a knife
Contemplating suicide, all of these thoughts in the back of my mental now right in my sight
The flames burning bright, all my sorrows disgraced by the edge of my knife
Smoking, burning indo out the window, lungs are hurting
Just another vermin, cursed from birth, my stomach turning
You've seen enough to know that what you're doing isn't working, only pushing, like the blade to vein
Lay flat in dirt smirking, never was a person
Haven't been since younger, nowadays I'm just a burden
Flick ash, smoke, pass, repeat, revert
I don't know, I just wanna go
Been searching for a reason, but it's broke
And shattered like my bones from riding off a cliff inside the river, think I won't?
I'm empty and alone
Hoes only love what you have in motion
But soon as all the waves crash, out of sight coasting
Couldn't happen then, but nowadays, I'm always sulking
Hiding from myself and this day to day bullshit
Why you only love when I'm up?
I'm too fucked up off these drugs, give me love
I need someone, pick me up off the rug
I need your touch, why did you give it up?
I'm wishing you would dig me out this rut
But I know I'm too far gone to be enough
And I know I'm too long gone to be the one
So I'll smoke and drink, and beat myself up 'til I'm numb
Like fuck, what?
What, you ain't know I'm fuck up?
I was down real bad then I got real up
I was on real gas, only smoke real blunts
I was chasing real cash, you was chasing lil' stuff
I was never happy with my path, you were real stuck
I remember laughin' with my mans, now he teal dust
And I still get happy when I think about the lil' stuff
Rest in peace, bruh
I miss ya, like, how you gon' leave me here?
All alone in my room, thinkin' 'bout you, sheddin' tears
On the phone wit' your mom catchin' up over the years
I wonder if you're lookin' down and smiling when you see me, yeah, I'm in my head again (Yeah, I'm in my head)
Wishin' I was dead so I could be with all my friends
And I could see 'em all again before I gotta let 'em rest
I really ain't got nothing left, it's just some words that help me vent all those tears that I wept (All those tears that I wept)
Now I miss you to death, like
Lost a lot of people so I gotta live my best life
Struggle at night with the knife pressed against my pipe
Wonderin' if you can ever hear me when I fuckin' cry
I'm alright, now I lied, now I guess I'm not fine
On the day we cut ties I died a lil' inside, now I'm all on my own, miss you here by my side, fuck
(Here by my side, it's you here by my side)
Written by: Mel Wood, Xavier Goodson
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