Got a little lazy with finishing this one. The mix isn't the greatest but, decent enough to listen. Second verse is short a few bars. Pikk of Anno Domini - Self Revelation (Beat)
So much of this is garbage, even I can't listen to it anymore.
Lyrics
Ta numb the pain, I succumb ta chains of drugs ta run my brain//
N some would say, I've run away, but they just fade ta gray//
No need ta play, n stay with a face that doesn't feel your flame//
I feel the same but, its like tryin ta thread a needle through a piece of grain//
I feel discarded as a person and an artist, but when I started it was always so cathartic//
Now the hardest part is no one payin attention when I been ventin//
If I don't mention somethin about b*** es or gettin drunk in the club//
Its not worth your precious seconds where you could of updated your status for these f** s//
That pretend ta be your friend, or suck your dick when they need a fix//
But I'ma be real, n let you know you've always been a b*** //
Switch momentum, sent 'em packin, tail between their legs//
Forget pretendin, never crackin when these failures beg//
Spit the sentence, grab the passion, put your nails away//
Don't get pretentious, slap your ass when you just trail astray//
I learned a long time ago, that friends are never really worth it//
Too many obligations, conversations lackin purpose//
Serpents slowly slither, slinkin, through your f*** in bowels//
Circus, Circus to the surface when I see these f*** in clowns//
Cut this recluse down from his noose so he can abuse his issues//
Right with you ta get you, ta sit through his sick views n slit through your wrists too//
Its not your body that I hate... its the junk you store inside it//
Movin forward lying, n always try ta glorify it//
Distort the vibrant picture when you get with your disturbed sense of a victor//
But this earth will not be inherited by the weak//
N why do they always need my narrative I repeat?//
I love women but it seems like I took a permanent dip inta the b*** es//
Been down in the trenches now its hard ta tell the difference//
Can't see beyond the skin even when I know their personality is paper thin//
I guess its safe for them//
Ta hell with you and all your slutty little buddies//
Only thing that you don't get is you ain't good enough to f*** me//
Ain't good enough ta touch me, f*** you can't even see me//
Nobody wants ta be me, but still I get you kneeling//
I just hate your face, n the inevitable games we play//
N now my horns are showin, got me lookin like I'm Flavor Flav//
Hate ta say I hate ta break the way you shake my fabled faith//
That if I stay ta make it great, that it could recreate//
An inklin of the inkin that'll be sinkin in my skin//
K(no)w Love, just hold up, n pose us with those sins//
I can't control the past, so I jot it wit a pen//
F*** ed beyond recognition... I would do it all again//
