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sedatephobia
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Underground Rap
sedatephobia was released on January 5, 2024 by Big Melancholy as a part of the album sedatephobia - Single
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Release DateJanuary 5, 2024
LabelBig Melancholy
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Melancholy
Big Melancholy
Performer
BxbyJxmes
BxbyJxmes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Clark
James Clark
Songwriter
Mel Wood
Mel Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Clark
James Clark
Producer

Lyrics

Some days, I'm feeling lucky I can breathe
One day, pull the trigger begging for some peace
Can't clean the stains that were left from my brains, that's painted over the frames
Bugs crawling through my face
Depression cast a silhouette, my hands are feeling wet
From the cells I have bled
This feeling is the best
Words in a compressed, souls matte black
From dealing in the past, new day dawn this mask
Lump in my throat, 'cause my soul wants to choke
Death skipping a rope, man, I'm begging to croak
Mark of the beast with the blood that I weep
The evil that creeps that's been torn from its leash
Shank to my knees as I walk the path of grief
Tears wanna freeze by the woes I have reaped
Fungus in my lungs, that reeks from the weed
That I'm feeding for my needs, so I can die and leave me be
Got me on my knees, when I leave, I'm too weak
When I heard the screams, I'm at peace when they bleed
I can't feel the thing, feel the grim when I leave
They will see what I see, but by then I'll be deep
Bury six feet in the grave while I weep
Too much inside, let it out when I speak
Wish that I could find the words to say the things that I mean
I've been hanging with the dead, I'm a graveyard creep, like—
I'm hearing voices, seeing faces in the pain
Silent echoes, bloody murder, bodies dropping like the rain
Say you hate me, bitch, you only hate you, hate me, you a lame
I'ma cut my fucking wrists and meet with Satan for some change
Huh, huh
I been too caught up on little things that don't amount to anything, I'm tryna get out
How I live, but if I ain't been living, what else can I give?
I gotta switch the way I think before it's too late
Give a fuck what you think?
Give a bitch a blue swing
Jump ahead, I gotta spend it, now we need a new space
Honest, savage, and my menace run up on me
You gon' get it done without the motherfucking semi
If you make me feel I'm threat
Lil' bitch, I'm the devil, like, shit
I'd rather act before I think
Pop a pill that got me acting faded
Only reason why they mad is 'cause they know I love the hatred
That been stuck up in my ways, I'm chasing things, ugly the greatest
It be stuck up in the ways, the only thing is just the pavement
Such a shame how they waste it
You ain't fucking with me, love the way they envy all for Satan
Bitch, I made it
(Bitch, I made it)
(Bitch, I made it)
(Bitch, I made it)
Written by: James Clark, Mel Wood
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