Try to find a place in lines that I embrace While I strive to find a balance between a time and space In a microphone.. When I'm soundin intense I feel like 'Pac on his hospital bed, countin his breaths
And they still say, Ill never blow on the mic Unless I spit a gimmick with some clever jokes cuz I'm white I'm forced to listen to critics just chatter they teeth With all their bullshit opinions like it matters to me And my closest friends stumble as they mumble and doubt my
While I try to hold the world as it crumbles around me Feel my lungs close, strain harder for breaths As the broken dreams I have match the heart in my chest And the pressure builds? But without a release I know that ya hope floats, but its out of my reach I'm tired of the masks that we wear (if only) You saw my true self youd be scared (to know me)
But now I finally see what I love is worthless Beautys skin deep, but its just a surface My shoulders are breaking and my focus is hazy Plus my teeth are chipped from biting all the bullets that you gave me In the form of lies, and I mistook it as honest Took the good with the losses, til the good was just lost, its Hard to hold the burdens until my shoulders bleed I was forced to flee, until I learned to fly with broken wings Across the visions of feelins and all this violent livin Of a fucked up system insistin that I should try to fit in But now I can see I'm unrelated to you Cuz I took off the mask that suffocated the truth
(If Life) could even worsen, (Then Id) release my burden (And try) to be the person, (Who writes) and speaks in perfect (Advice) for people hurtin, (Who cries) and fiends for nursing (And time) would be asserted, (To find) a decent purposs (But I) am weak and burdened, (I cry) and seek alertness (In life) to be the person, (Whos lines) are seen as perfect (I try) and seem so worthless, (That life) has demons lurkin (That I) defeat the purpose, (And Life) is seen as worthless
Watch everyday just pass me by/ Slowly corroding and acting fine/ Suffocating on this mask of mine/ Til I run out of breath and I can't survive/
Through my angel eyes I see the devil's truth Through my angel eyes I see the devil's truth Through my angel eyes I see the devil's truth Through my angel eyes I see?
Compositor: Cody Allen Foster ECAD: Obra #44660757