Ronin
Ronin

Panic_04-58

Panic_04-58

4 Plays

02 Oct 2019

I got a candle wick I lit with the words I spit I'm not narssistic but I will burn bridges With verses im rippin Lyrically gifted Our genre is shifting No rest for the wicked Or mentally twisted I'm fantasy listed I'm magic to listeners While Minding my buisness Took a scroll through my contacts list Give them calls no reply or text Dont know what should i do next Is this is wrong Did I skip steps How do I change my insecurity and mental stress How do you fix a self loathe From a spiritual mess, I'm an emotional wreck Take out what makes me depressed Let's see what's left Not a thing just my unrest Live my life like a fly by Keep passing my with no by byes My limits supposed to be sky high But the darkness comes from the inside Took a long look into my dark eyes When I do my soul flyes am I one of the good people or a lost soul It's hard to tell now guess really i don't know Maybe a piece of both I look up to Heaven for hope Looking for something to hold My life's getting out of  control Asking for a new approach But nothing seems to do it though I search for help but no win Walk alone through my dead ends Sick of life with fake friends Sick of lies and fake men Guess i might just break then Not the pause to make when I've given my all and left with All the wrong of my life then Basically I guess my life's in A downward spiral When's this fight end? I've tried change

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I got a candle wick I lit with the words I spit I'm not narssistic but I will burn bridges With verses im rippin Lyrically gifted Our genre is shifting No rest for the wicked Or mentally twisted I'm fantasy listed I'm magic to listeners While Minding my buisness Took a scroll through my contacts list Give them calls no reply or text Dont know what should i do next Is this is wrong Did I skip steps How do I change my insecurity and mental stress How do you fix a self loathe From a spiritual mess, I'm an emotional wreck Take out what makes me depressed Let's see what's left Not a thing just my unrest Live my life like a fly by Keep passing my with no by byes My limits supposed to be sky high But the darkness comes from the inside Took a long look into my dark eyes When I do my soul flyes am I one of the good people or a lost soul It's hard to tell now guess really i don't know Maybe a piece of both I look up to Heaven for hope Looking for something to hold My life's getting out of  control Asking for a new approach But nothing seems to do it though I search for help but no win Walk alone through my dead ends Sick of life with fake friends Sick of lies and fake men Guess i might just break then Not the pause to make when I've given my all and left with All the wrong of my life then Basically I guess my life's in A downward spiral When's this fight end? I've tried change

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