Turning pain into symphony

#Turningpainintosymphony #McCP'ssongs #eternalsouls Turn my pain into a symphony Every note got a ghost in me Hear the cries in the harmony Ain’t nobody here holding me Yeah Back in the black of the night with a pad and a pen Trying to map where I’m at but I’m trapped in my head Every track that I draft turn to ash in the end Like I’m writing my past but it’s scratching the lens Hear the *click-clack*, kick-snare, tic-tac tempo Got a sick brain, flip pain into that echo Every syllable ripple like a cracked crescendo With a fist full of venom and a half-lit menthol I don’t vent, I compress, let it stack in the chest Then it cracks when I rap, I attack and confess Every fact I suppress turn to ash in my breath Now I’m gasping for air in a labyrinth mess Yeah, they love you when you leveling up with the buzz Then they vanish in a second when you’re severed from love Had a circle but it turned into a web of distrust Now I’m cutting every thread ‘til there’s nothing to touch Chorus: Turn my paaaain into a symphony Hear it cry in every note I breathe Ghosts still singing back to me In the dark where I don’t feel free I’m still loooost in these memories Violin screams what I couldn’t speak If I fall, will you stay with me… Or just fade like the rest I keep… I thought it’d get quieter… but it don’t… It just… echoes different every night I hear everything I tried to forget Yeah Back in the aftermath, fragments of sanity scattered Trying to gather what matters but panic just shatters the pattern Every habit I had turned erratic, it’s havoc I’m trapped in Like I’m scratching at glass but the man in it’s laughing Hear the piano—each key like it’s pleading for peace But it’s feeding the beast, every frequency deep in me leaks I been speaking in beats just to keep it from reaching the brink But it’s seeping through seams, now it’s bleeding in sync I keep pacing in phases, replaying the same situations Different faces but same conversations, same expectations If I face it, I break, so I stay in this mental location Where the pain is contained but it’s caged in a cage that I’m placed in Yeah, and the silence is violent, it pounds like percussion When the crowd isn’t round, there’s no sound, just corruption I was down for the count, now I’m bound to this function Chorus Funny… how the loudest pain… never makes a sound I gave it everything… and it still stayed