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•FROM BEHIND THE GLASS•
•Where is the point
If my blade’s dull
The knife in my hand
In my brain’s hole
Fighting myself
Everyday so
Come, tie me down
Re-display hope
Hello everybody, back to how I’m doing
Just take a wild guess on how I am if I’m here writing
Yup, yup, you guessed it, our favorite menace still pulling the strings
I’m still suffocating inside this prison with Suffering
Except as always his prision is turning and evolving
Each time I can predict the shift it changes when I’m falling
I think I have a problem, can’t seem to see any good in all of me
My therapist tries telling me to see I’m doing great things
She said I have a big heart, says I so selflessly bleed
Says it’s evident in our talks I’d die for my Peasantry
But she also told me I deserve all the hope I’m offering
The problem is I try to find it but the fight distracts me
I’m gonna fight today
Cuz I don’t know another way
I tried to fan the fire but sand keeps putting out the flames
The glass suffocates the blaze
My brain lacks all energy
If passion is the gasoline, then I’m running on empty
It’s not that I’m not passionate
Let me clarify
It’s that I’m so busy and stressed that I’m spent
Now it’s confession time
I planned to be done with the book but I’m on chapter 7
Now I have to set it aside, I’m a disappointment
I can’t keep up with all this between appointments
Can my therapist follow me home
Watch how I work
Watch and observe all the sand that’s surrounding me
When I got my last tattoo
The tattoo artist said “holy…. you’re not even 20?
It sounds like you lived enough life to be in your hundreds”
I know, my life carries some weight, but I promise you
I AM NOT DONE YET
ITS NOT HOW I WANT IT
THE SEASONS ALL CHANGE AND MY HOURGLASS FLIPS AND IT STUNS ME
BUT IM STILL HERE DRUMMING
IM STILL HERE WRITING AND SINGING MY MUSIC BECAUSE
I TRUST WHO IM BECOMMING
NOT BECAUSE OF ME BUT BECAUSE I KNOW GODS IN FRONT OF ME
BUT LISTEN NOW MONEY
MAY BE TIGHT BUT I’LL PUT OUT WHATS NEXT IF IT MEANS I DIE LONELY AND HUNGRY
I’m gonna fight today
Cuz I don’t know another way
I tried to fan the fire but sand keeps putting out the flames
The glass suffocates the blaze
My brain lacks all energy
If passion is the gasoline, then I’m running on empty
Lift me up, Peasantry
I need your support
Never the best at asking for help
But today I can recognize I’m nearly a corpse
I need someone, of course
To resuscitate what is dying
I have these demons inside me
That weigh me down, breaking out, manifesting in my writing
Carving these lyrics into the dark glass
Hoping, praying that someone, please, anyone may come and find me
PLEASE REIGNITE ME
PLEASE USE THIS BLUEPRINT AND FIND ME
PLEASE USE THIS MUSIC AND FIGHT PLEASE
PEASANTRY UNITE PLEASE
DO NOT LET SUFFERING EVER DIVIDE AND LET LIGHT BLEED
NEVER LET LIFE CEASE
PLEASE STAY WITH ME AND WE’L FIGHT NO MATTER WHAT HIS LIES BREED
WE WILL NOT DIE, PLEASE
STAY WITH ME STAY WITH ME STAY WITH ME STAY WITH ME STAY WITH ME STAY WITH ME IM SO ALONE IN HERE DARKNESS IS EVERYWHERE JUST WHEN I THINK IM GOOD LONELINESS TURNS TO FEAR THAT IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH NEVER BEEN GOOD AT LOVE MAYBE IM MEANT TO JUST WASTE AWAY IN THIS STUFF SAND AND TEARS FILL MY LUNGS IS THE WEIGHT JUST TOO MUCH SHOULD I KEEP FIGHTING OR SERVE THE KING ITS TOO MUCH ITS TOO MUCH ITS TOO MUCH
I’m gonna fight today
Cuz I don’t know another way
I tried to fan the fire but sand keeps putting out the flames
The glass suffocates the blaze
My brain lacks all energy
If passion is the gasoline, then I’m running on empty
so here i am
asking for your help
please keep sharing cic and seasons
my mind loves to dwell
in the silence between activity
do they think im good at all?
i just want to give you content
had to put the book down im sorry
i’ll finish soon im just at war with myself
so while i figure myself out can you keep everything running well?
stream the tracks
share the tracks
all of that
our best attack
im sorry
i know i said i’d be back
but i think i need some more time to sit and overthink
•FROM INSIDE MY HOURGLASSALGRUOH•
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