積分

演出藝人
CIV
CIV
聲樂
詞曲
CIV
CIV
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Stoic
Stoic
製作人
Chris Wallistch
Chris Wallistch
混音師

歌詞

Late nights, I’m overthinking
So many bad days, I can’t wait until this weekend
Looking forward to the weekend
Group text, where we meeting?
The same spot we always linking
Lots of laughs and lots of drinking
Time is moving fast
How long will it last ‘til those thoughts creep in?
Problems piling up like dirty dishes
I let ‘em soak then they sink in
I started seeing darkness even when I wasn’t blinking
I’m surrounded, being punished by this s*** just keeps me grounded
I’m guessing there’s a balance dealing with my demons got me well rounded
I sacrifice insanity for talent
A small price to pay, I’m nothing without it
My judgment is clouded
I’m doubting everything and more, robbing myself
I’m in my head screaming, “open up the drawer”
It’s not the same as before
I’m running out of space to store my aggressions
Where I’m from they don’t believe in depression, it’s not accepted
Growing up, I had no male presence
Had to teach myself fatherly lessons to my adolescence
We were never rich but every Christmas we had presents
I wish I could go back and capture that essence of happiness
Ground me in the pits of Lazarus so I can cleanse myself of all this toxic hazardous behavior
Some like to dedicate themselves to a savior to feel safer
Haven’t had faith so I just favor fortune though I say that s*** with caution case I’m wrong
Forced into this world then have to fight to find where you belong
Watching people that I love lose the war, how long they got until they gone?
It’s real easy telling someone else to stay strong
It’s harder to apply it
A bunch of people with no guidance guiding others ‘til they triumph
Can’t rely on others so I stay reliant
A genuine soul, I’m always down when they fold
Never complaining ‘bout the burdens I hold
Had to stop reaching my hand out ‘cause they started to pull
I guess they want to see how far down I’m willing to go
Little do they know
Only 26 and I’ve probably committed every deadly sin
So if I die tonight, my afterlife is looking grim
Skull and bones, just like the reaper
The deeper I go, the cheaper my soul becomes
So all those n****s in control sold to the highest bidder
Who can make me bigger, put my bank account to seven figures
That amount would make me hire heavy hitters
Have ‘em holding poles like they were some strippers
Case I gotta get rid of a familiar n**** that just turned bitter
Keeping my receipts ‘cause I refuse to be the victim of deceit
My table lost a lot of seats since I started seeking peace
I try to cut my ties with lust for lies by treating my b*tch like a centerpiece
A walking ten-leg centipede’s a good soul but far from Genevieve
A lot of jealousy
I always wondered if you got a badge from all that insecurity
Preparing for the worst so nothing worries me
I try to find the light in others, nothing seems to work for me
Just assume they got some bad intentions when they seeking my attention
Steal the energy, my guard is always up for loss prevention
But there’s no form of protection that’s a hundred percent
Since nothing’s guaranteed, it’s better to expect than accept
Failures in my life, my mother never was proud
No academic accolade, she had nothing to brag about
Family having doubts I’d ever be s***
They wanted me to take the safe route
I decided to split to find a better fit so everyone could benefit
And look at me now, wow
Child accomplished more than his peers ever did
Got my mother walking ‘round like, “this is my kid”
It’s crazy how the script flipped from always getting whipped to being praised for taking risks
We wasn’t made to live like this
Elevate my people to a higher standard
No degrees, we never needed Stanford
Seen a lot of people taking seats for s*** I stand for
Life is poetry in motion, I’m a walking stanza
People questioning my moves, I never know the answers
I’m just going with the flow, trying not to show my hand
I’m scared like everyone else, I just compose myself
Buried in my feelings so I don’t expose myself
And I ain’t help so I don’t seem weak
If I pull back the curtain, you would see another curtain
People only know the person on the surface
Smile always plastered on my face, you wouldn’t even know if I was hurting
Try to tell myself I’m fine as a diversion
But it stopped working
It’s time to go
Written by: CIV
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