Spent some time with life, learnin to perfect it, i talk alot of shit, the damage i do is ceptic, we take our past and barry it but then we resurrect it, thinkin its an exception, when really its all deception, you livin like its inception, the complexity of a lesson, is rough at times and unannounced, watchin my peers get drunker by the ounce is really hard to figure out, i keep my head up, we do it all for the same reason, if you look to the stars, thats where were all reachin, but whats a goal if we dont invision achievin, this distorted reality makes it hard to believe in, thats where failure seeps in, and you start to wake up like your whole life youve been sleepin, but then you look at your past and wonder if you just dreamin, you say youl never forget, like hos with the taste of semen, but all it takes is a host, the rest is up to to the demons, you throwin everything out, spiritually bulimic, treatin life like a trail, everything is just scenic, till the goin gets tough and you drink a bottle of bleach, and you hurt the people who love you most with the things that your thinkin, escapin the jaws of death before they can fully sink in, so pour another cup and tell me if its worth drinkin.
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A rough time in my life when i wrote this..
real shit man, content filled music 100%🔥
Spent some time with life, learnin to perfect it, i talk alot of shit, the damage i do is ceptic, we take our past and barry it but then we resurrect it, thinkin its an exception, when really its all deception, you livin like its inception, the complexity of a lesson, is rough at times and unannounced, watchin my peers get drunker by the ounce is really hard to figure out, i keep my head up, we do it all for the same reason, if you look to the stars, thats where were all reachin, but whats a goal if we dont invision achievin, this distorted reality makes it hard to believe in, thats where failure seeps in, and you start to wake up like your whole life youve been sleepin, but then you look at your past and wonder if you just dreamin, you say youl never forget, like hos with the taste of semen, but all it takes is a host, the rest is up to to the demons, you throwin everything out, spiritually bulimic, treatin life like a trail, everything is just scenic, till the goin gets tough and you drink a bottle of bleach, and you hurt the people who love you most with the things that your thinkin, escapin the jaws of death before they can fully sink in, so pour another cup and tell me if its worth drinkin.