(Intro):
Yea
I come back to life
When the snow falls
I come back to life
When the snow falls
I come back to life
When the snow falls
I come back to life
When the snow falls
(Verse 1):
I’m still broken but I’m capable
Of being irreplaceable
Unstable with a steady hand
To hold the scalpel with each dance
Around this microphone, I’m cutting bones straight from the flesh
Inking blood right from the pen
You still won’t catch me when I’m dead
With that said, I don’t throw in towels
I’m still rollin with White Owl
Mikе, and Cordy, break the mold
With Silhouettе, Dead, Nick, and Shadow
But I still feel alone
So I resort to poems
With so much force behind each line
It’s knocks the teeth right out your dome
And yea I keep the chrome
Like a set of rims
But I don’t need a gun at all
I got my brother Monte Mar
Underground like coffins
I’m a dead man walking
Too often I find myself
With the dead just talking
I’m a narcissist with a catch
I beat myself up and laugh
So the only L’s I take have I,N,E at the end
Cuz I devour rhymes
I make power lines
Like electricians bitch I’m still shocking when I spitting shit like this
Put a twist on this music like a set of pliers
Or a screwdriver
But I hammer fucken nails into the pine box
And strike a lighter
Murder rhymer, I’m the spider
Weaving pure precision
Into every line and word decision
That I write
I’m coming back to life
Cuz the temperature dropped
I’m rising up in the fog
I said before I’m a dog
Cerberus to be exact
Drop the collar in the snow
Awaken, then I attack
(Bridge):
I should set up in Miami
Cuz my vices beat my honor
I’m outskiing Tony Montana
To blow away my drama
I’m better off disappearing again
And never securing amends
To fade away and forget
A time I tried to exist to no end
(Verse 2):
But I’m not a fucken human
My conclusion to my questions
Better yet, intentions cleared
I will not stop my ascension
By that I mean my rise into a higher state of mind
Candlelight guides, I feel I’m burning alive
But all this time it’s almost wasted
I’ve spent too much of it chasing
My idea of revenge against the people I can not face
And that’s a failure on my part
I’m weak inside the mind and in my heart it’s cold
I can feel the open hole but I no longer feel my soul
Then again, I’m shooting blind
Can’t perceive the truth from lies
But I’m intertwined with my demise
So why do I question my design?
In my eyes I’m flawed and never gonna be someone to believe in
Inking pain into my songs but in the frost I stay unbeaten
So welcome to my home
To the cold forgotten peace I live in
Prisoned solitude the place where hate lives in position
After void and empty
The freezing moon is tempting
But so is a middle finger in the face of any one that ever doubts me
I’m gone in time
A casualty of fate
A memory erased
Still leaves a bitter taste
It’s plain to see that I was never good enough or anyone
Especially myself, it’s like I’m stuck up on the shelf
I’d rather stay alone
Not tryna be a bother
If you don’t stitch your cuts
You just bleed on others
And I’m a blood bath
That’s why I never wear white clothes
A wide road ahead almost feels like a tight rope
But I’m so lost
Almost like I been defeated
Why should I hold on
To a dream that feels conceded
What I needed is gone, it’s blown away with the wind
But I live for the scars, I’m feeling desolate again
These motherfuckers ain’t on my level
A lyrical murder vessel
Stay out of my wasteland
You ain’t ready to meet the devil
I revel in detrimental dysfunctional hate and peril
A subtle burst of happiness from staring down a loaded barrel
Sterile clean with this shit but I’m back in the walls
And now I feel like I can breathe again, the winter has called
So it’s time to wake up and pick back up where I left off
Cuz this right here is what happens when the snow falls
