Manic

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27 Mar 2018

#ironcyde #manic #demo #bars #rhymesfordays

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6 years ago

Lyrics I woke up in a bad mood, like most days, watching as my window catches a glimpse of the sun's rays, it's kinda of hard to not feel like a mockery when your mind seems to think undoubtedly about a thousand different voices that are shouting and screaming for you to bring it to an end but you know that in your heart that it can't end unless you defend and stand your ground in the face of the mental parasite that tries to rip you to pieces until there's nothing left for you to commend, and you're wrestling against the pestilence and the self-defense of the precedence leaving a lasting presence nothing short of impressive with no delays in message from your heart to your mind with the greatest intention and never fail to mention that your sense of self is your greatest invention and when it comes down to pain or repentance from the internal voices of peasants, just know that if you feel doubt in your discretion, that "I believe in me" can be the most powerful sentence. It's a nice day, outside, but I think I'd rather stay, inside, and ignore the world with my little toy box, and listen as the kids jump around and having fun on my block It's nice and cozy inside, I wonder if I should play, outside, and do some odd jobs so I can earn some cheddar, or at least play in the sun so I can feel a bit better I went to bed in a good mood, like most nights, I even had enough energy to get up and then turn out the lights, just gotta hope that I can fall asleep easily so I'm not stuck awake thinking of all things that displeases me, like if I can swallow a pack of thumb tacks and live to tell about it, or if someone starts to choke me, would I even be able to yell about it, maybe frantic little fireants who've crawled their way inside my pants and start to dance causing a little accident and I lose feeling in my lower abdomen what's happening my seatbelt's fastening and crushing my esophagus so my voice is non-existent as it's gripping tighter or my larynx and my parents in their anguish are laughing as I can't contain this I can't retain this and just when I can feel myself start to extinguish, I feel my breath return as a new day starts its course after the finish

6 years ago

Meant to vote on this earlier my bad yo @khaoticNature peep this dude fam

6 years ago

#ironcyde #manic #demo #bars #rhymesfordays

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