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They tell you time fixes everything, right? "Give it a month, give it a year." But some wounds... man, some wounds don't want to close. They just become part of the skin. Check it. (Verse 1) I’m picking at the scabs of a life I used to lead Staring at the floorboards, watching memories bleed. They say the "new you" is coming, yeah, he’s right around the bend But the "old me" is a ghost that refuses to end. I tried the therapy, the bottles, and the hollow "I’m fine’s" But the trauma’s written deep in the architectural lines. It’s like a fracture in the bone that didn't set quite right I’m still limping through the day and screaming through the night. You can’t stitch up a shadow, you can’t bandage the air And you can’t outrun a ghost when it’s sitting in your chair. (Chorus) Some scars are permanent, some debts are never paid Some fires keep burning even in the pouring rain. You can call it moving on, you can call it "being real" But I’m looking in the mirror knowing I will never heal. Yeah, I’m functional, I’m breathing, I’m standing on my steel But don't mistake the survival for a wound that’s gonna heal. Never heal. (Verse 2) It’s a dull ache now, not the sharp sting of the blade But it’s the quietest debts that are never really paid. I see you looking at me like I’m a puzzle to be solved Like if I talk about it enough, the pain will get dissolved. But some things are caustic, they burn through the tongue A heavy, soot-filled air filling up a tired lung. I’ve integrated the damage, I’ve made friends with the flaw I’m living in the wreckage, I’m the product of the break. You want a "happily ever after," a transformation scene? But I’m the oil on the water, I’m the glitch inside the machine.
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They tell you time fixes everything, right? "Give it a month, give it a year." But some wounds... man, some wounds don't want to close. They just become part of the skin. Check it. (Verse 1) I’m picking at the scabs of a life I used to lead Staring at the floorboards, watching memories bleed. They say the "new you" is coming, yeah, he’s right around the bend But the "old me" is a ghost that refuses to end. I tried the therapy, the bottles, and the hollow "I’m fine’s" But the trauma’s written deep in the architectural lines. It’s like a fracture in the bone that didn't set quite right I’m still limping through the day and screaming through the night. You can’t stitch up a shadow, you can’t bandage the air And you can’t outrun a ghost when it’s sitting in your chair. (Chorus) Some scars are permanent, some debts are never paid Some fires keep burning even in the pouring rain. You can call it moving on, you can call it "being real" But I’m looking in the mirror knowing I will never heal. Yeah, I’m functional, I’m breathing, I’m standing on my steel But don't mistake the survival for a wound that’s gonna heal. Never heal. (Verse 2) It’s a dull ache now, not the sharp sting of the blade But it’s the quietest debts that are never really paid. I see you looking at me like I’m a puzzle to be solved Like if I talk about it enough, the pain will get dissolved. But some things are caustic, they burn through the tongue A heavy, soot-filled air filling up a tired lung. I’ve integrated the damage, I’ve made friends with the flaw I’m living in the wreckage, I’m the product of the break. You want a "happily ever after," a transformation scene? But I’m the oil on the water, I’m the glitch inside the machine.
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