*call connects*
Yeah, i gotta talk about something (i have to)
Well, i’m not here for some sympathy or some empathy
It’s just i’m high and on this ledge and i wanna f#cking jump, i’m losing it
These thoughts are too dark and are consuming me (already have)
Nah i ain’t gonna listen to you, damn
This is the time you all listen to me( bounded)
And yeah, through this mp3
Hit it, yeah
I see these people, they try to tell me i’m not a good mc
I tell them, “give me ten minutes then you will see”
‘cuz i’ve got a tendency to rhyme with the flow like the river tennessee
Guess jealousy’s got on them heavily
And yeah
Essentially, are in a need of a therapy which is gonna be this mp3
I am my own enemy
They try to do me dirty but i gotta keep it sturdy
And steady
Cuz’ the outcomes might be dirty
I feel empty, feelings for me are deadly
They think being happy is just being wealthy
And driving a chevy
Well i talk about myself just a ordinary kid
Born in january
Betrayed by everybody
Gradually losing sanity
Using music as a remedy
To escape reality
Anxiety kicks in just like a mad mercenary
And takes me to my cemetery
And shows me this is where i will be buried
Well i know everything is just temporary
So what do i do?
(listen)
I just try to parry it with a great intensity
My own thoughts are unhealthy
Ever wake up and feel like you’re not up but actually you are
Ever feel like you need to speak up for yourself but the voice in your head says to zip it up
Well, this might be too f#cked up for you to understand
And it’s better i change the subject up
Let me talk about my love life
Got more scars on my arms than the bites on my neck
Let me talk about my friendships
All them ships sank
As there was no base to it
Yeah, now you would say i just lose it
I just talk about myself
Don’t take me wrong
My thoughts create a storm in my head
And it f#cks me up on and on
This ain’t just a song, this is the real me
Come along, these lyrics won’t haunt
Feel the miserable me through this song
I just try to stay peaceful
But the way these people trigger me is just awful
With this pencil i know that i am lethal
But i guess i should stay careful ( why?)
‘cuz in the end, i’m just mortal
I don’t have a gospel
f#cked in the dorsal
Thoughts could be thoughtful
People are not faithful
Love is just painful
Life is not peaceful
Pain is just stable
Fate is just fatal
All i got is this page and this pencil
Yeah
At a constant battle with myself
Surrounded by rattles
In a circle where everyone calls each other a brother
But deep down, is waiting for the other one to suffer
Pain just circles me, own deceived me like michael from lucifer
(well? i’m the devil)
Light for me just keeps getting darker
And the dark is too bright for me
That it gets me stronger
Stuck in between the border of life and death
Not a sinner, not a saint too
Whenever i needed a shoulder, i had this paper
And yes
Which helped me channel my anger
Have a lot of questions to which no one has the answers
They use my pain as a source of their laughter
Had to find an anchor, found it
Found peace in my torture
Well this is the first chapter, forever is just a desire
You gotta wait for the master to whisper the order
For the death of the writer
It’s getting darker and tighter
I’m getting higher, i feel lighter
Where am i?
f#ck i need to find a visor
And find me a finder
(finder finder finder ecos)
*call disconnects*
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Ryan Khan Lyrics – Skirmish