Text copied from my Bandcamp page.
So, this song originally started life as an instrumental, but then I decided to write and record some unfiltered lyrics about some personal concerns I had at the time of writing.
I hope you guys enjoy it.
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Wanna make it to the top, right now I ain't 'bout that fame.
I wanna stay so picture perfect, so my problems are out of frame.
Follow all my dreams man? It's a must do, not a might boy!
But it's so damn hard, when your brain creates nothin' but white noise,
that's coming from your insecurities, all your demons and emotions!
Leavin' you feeling so sick, like you OD'd on alcoholic potions!
I care not for the fame right now, but I hope that eventually,
Me and family will get right up to the top like the Kennedy's!
But I know that deep down, that success brings envy,
From others around you, and a thousand potential enemies.
I'd like to think that with my music, I'll go through life and come through ill.
But there'll be one person that'll open their arms at me and shoot to kill.
Also, it'll be likely, that I'll get no privacy.
Swarmed by leeches and beggars, unless I'm movin' quietly.
Buildin' stress upon my brain, slowly makin' me insane.
And that's not even counting personal issues bein' such a pain!
[Hook]
I feel like I'm drowning
With all these problems in my mind.
I swear, one day, I'll snap.
I think someday I'll find
All these thoughts are clouding
Up my head space. I need to get out,
Before I get trapped,
I should have a look around.
[Verse 2]
Don't know how I can manage, all of this mental damage.
I know damn well that's sounds dramatic, but these thoughts are problematic.
I fear for that sad end, wonderin' if I'm a bad friend,
To the people close to me, after all their years of knowing me.
Maybe I'm just insecure, 'cause my heart's in this so pure.
But I can't help but get the feeling, with these thoughts that I'm concealing,
That my time is worthless, nothing in my life is certain.
And with my family surrounding me, I just hope they're all proud of me.
Hope I'm not bein' an annoyance, don't wanna end up a disappointment,
In the eyes of my family, that scenario will be a tragedy.
If not music, what's my purpose?! Every day feels like a circle!
Every day that I don't rap, feels like agony! Man, I might snap!
Tryin' to live without a care, under the surface, gasping for air!
All these words leaving my tongue, while these waters fill my lungs!
See, all those thoughts I spew out when I concentrate.
All this baggage on my chest, I feel that I may suffocate!
[Hook]
Sample used: 'Lullaby, Part 1' (Rosemary's Baby OST) - Krzysztof Komeda and Mia Farrow.
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Music - Single Track
Published:
4 years, 2 months ago
08 Sep 2020 02:40 CEST
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