旋律
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原聲音質
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Valence
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輕快
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BPM78
積分
演出藝人
ShadowX
演出者
詞曲
Tyler Mcminn
詞曲創作
歌詞
Lately I been feeling like None Of This Shit Matters,
No matter what I do I’ll be Ignored And Get Rejected,
So let me break this down, let me Cut It Into Fractions
So you can understand every Portion Of This Message,
All the Suffering And Anguish of Succumbing To The Madness
All the Horrible Intentions I been Torturing My Head With -
I really don’t fucking know what the Hell Is Wrong With Me,
But to the best of my knowledge Imma Tell It Honestly,
I pushed my friends away now people Seldom Talk To me
I don’t know how to love cuz I treat Myself So Awfully -
My Brain’s A Machine for things So Heinous And So Wicked
And the Way That I Think Is The Bane Of My Existence,
Explaining What I See can’t be Translated In A Sentence
Which has Made Me To Believe that I should Razor Where My Wrist Is -
My imagination is So Fucking Vivid…
I just Grow Ugly Visions in my Dome EVery Minute
So I Choke Up Mid Sentence and can’t Hold My Attention
And when I’ve Spoke On These Instances, Nobody Listens -
Using my teeth and tongue to speak of Movements Beyond Space,
The unfathomable contents of a Stupidly Wrong Brain
Gaps with no connection in my Ludicrous Thought Chains,
Using vocal cords to filter Nuclear Shockwaves
To have passion you must know what it Is To Hate,
To appreciate comfort you first gotta Live In Pain -
You respect tranquility after your own Fits Of Rage
These are well known concepts of the Yin And Yang,
Combine this with an insatiable Thirst For Knowledge,
Study perspective and death then feel Worthless Often,
Zoom out, and contemplate until I Curse My Noggin
I’m just a fucking ape who doesn’t Deserve His Conscience,
Complain of first world problems while Others Are Starvin’ -
While others live in squalor, Covered In Garbage
While kids in the Congo are Huddled In Harsh-Kept
Cobalt mines tunneling the Earth as they Plunge Where Its Heart Is
Just to make the microchips that are Found In Our Phones,
So i could sit here and run my fuckin Mouth In A Home,
Reading off this device made amidst the Howling Of Souls
Who had to scrape the pieces of tech Out Of A Hole -
Do my problems even fuckin’ come Close To Compare,
To the pain of the kids who made the Clothes That I Wear?
Factory suicides prevented by Tying Nets On -
For kids workin 20 cents an hour in Chinese Sweatshops?
It makes me suppress gettin help for the Type Of Stress I’ve
Compiled from dreadful ideas of Slicing Flesh Raw,
I wanna bite some necks, chomp and Pry The Heads Off
With flying red globs when someone’s Life Just Ends, Dawg
Maybe I’m Just A Menace, I’ve become desensitized,
On the internet, I’ll see Someone Just End Their Life
The news is always Shoving Death And Strife
Into the media while it Floods The Fuckin Web With lies -
Politics is nothin’ but a Culture Of Ignorance,
Manipulation, brainwash, and the Molding Of Innocence
Right and wrong are whatever they Hold At Those Instances
When fear is the only palette for the Vultures Who Dig In It
And History is only Told By The Victors, Hence,
I scoff at war when the last Smoldering Cinders Hiss
How am I supposed to give a damn of any National Conflict
When I’m halfway convinced that it’s Actual Nonsense
And there’s always gonna be another Tragedy offset,
A thousand Cameras On It lackin’ Rational Logic -
Zoom out even further, and Picture The Earth,
There’s no borders or countries, just a Difference In Dirt
Landmassess engulfed by ocean as it Twists and It Turns,
Mountain peaks split by gigantic Rivers That Swerve
Every single second the Universe Expands,
Ego and importance to Humans Are A Scam,
I didn’t think we could get any Stupider, But Damn
Religion and faith are the very Ruiners Of Man,
They allow weak minds to Not Have A Lesson
To think it’s all fine, and to Stop Asking Questions
But trust me I get it, I’m in Search Of A Purpose
So I understand if you don’t think that Churches Are Worthless,
I’m adaptable to thoughts that I can Learn How To Merge With
So I’m flexible with meaning, but it… Hurts As A Person,
Everything I’ve said in the Words Of These Verses
Accumulates to one hollow Burdon I’m Cursed WIth,
With no direction or morals, and no Honest intentions
My head is a portal with no Solid Connections
I aimlessly float across the Collective Unconscious with Tendrils
That pull and tug me to and from what is Cosmic And Endless -
This has caused me to lose all Sense Of Identity,
Convinced that really I have neither a Friend Or An Enemy -
Loneliness has become the most Treacherous Entity
The shadow growing tall, bending in the Reflection I Tend To See
I wanna help you through your sorrows, and Bring Motivation
With humble life lessons so the Ego Erases
Yet I wanna bash in your head with the Edge Of A Shovel
And then smash til the flesh Disconnects Into Puddles
I wanna sit with you and talk, help you Figure Shit Out
When livin with addiction and doubt ain’t how you Pictured It Now,
I wanna slash your fuckin Throat when I Creep Up Behind You,
Cut so Deep you can’t scream as you Bleed From The Knife Wound -
I wanna aid your depression with Beneficial Philosophy
I wanna rape you instead with an Edificial Ferosity -
Help you each step of the way toward Mustering A Skillset
Turn you to a victim of the Structure Of My Illness -
There’s no rhyme or reason, everything I Do Is Absurd
Because I understand one day I’ll be Food For The Worms
I was Doomed Since My Birth to face an Impossible Victory,
Every human is cursed with an Unstoppable Entropy
There is no fighting it, we Must Embrace Death
It’s not my excuse to justify my Lust And Hatred
But you can’t just defy the crush of time when The Decay Sets
Open up your eyes, Awaken to the fact Nobody makes It
But what do I know? I’m so Corrupted, My Skull Thumps And Aches When
Imagining another second of this Life full of Trifle, Sufferin’, Anguish
You can see by this knife hole that I’m just fucking Braindead
Written by: Tyler Mcminn

