I feel so bad
for the ones who don't go crazy,
releasing so much
thinking you'll go a lil hazy,
blowing off some steam
now they think I'm just lazy,
hey there matey
come cuddle me baby
yeah ill be your lady,
I'm the reason the lights flicker
as i enter the room,
do you feel the darkness
do you feel the doom,
I'm just kidding
that wasn't me
got my angels beside me,
my demons are gone
but not for too long.
Whatchu seeking here
i feel you creeping in,
from the dark side
to the light side,
making my eyes blind
riding my mind
all the time,
ping pong in my headline
or is it my hairline.
Decided to work on my inside
there's more demons here than I thought,
than I ran to the outside
too coward to deal with what I bought,
but they created the chaos
which created my fire,
tempting me with what I want
lust, passion and desire,
then there's the angels that gift me
luck and love,
sending my hopes and dreams
from up above,
is this a battle or a match
between heaven n hell,
do you think that I'm demon
or an angel that fell.
This is the type of twisted shit
I like to talk about,
cause this is the type of twisted shit
I've always lived around,
calling yourself a snake
but thats just a tail with a face,
if you see your ex think
“than god I look hot today”,
noticed the madness inside you
interested to make us 2,
I'll probs regret saying this much
but I won't ever hush,
I got nothing left to lose
and I don't even like wearing shoes,
neither can I smile or cry
even if I try,
I've never felt so alive
even when I'm dying inside,
so much more to grow
so much to say
so much to show,
I wont stop till i feel like a pro
it wont take long to sow,
and when its time for me to be done
I'll see a group of crows.
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