nightmare

Yeah, I'm like a spitting paint bullet in the dark heavy heavy. But I'm playing this rebellious part. Tears falling but I messed it with a grin. Got a smile like a mask. But the sadness creeps in feeling trapped like a lion in a cage rage on my tongue, but I'm trapped in this page. Life's like a sad song, but I'm writing my own echoes in my mind like a heart made of Stone lost in the noise, but I'm fighting the sound screaming at the world but they just look around. Every word I spit is like a battle. I wage or bellies is my soul. But I'm stuck in the stage shadows in my past. Year they a homey at night trying to break the chains. But they hold on tight so I channel all this pain. Let it flow through the pen and the sad song. I hold a rise up again.