a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

arcticlovesyou – catharsis كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
woke up yesterday and grabbed some sess to smoke the pain away
i ask for death and think about it every day i make a change
it’s mostly toss of coin than a choice at this point, i count my days
i hold my f-cking own and i make my point with the art i lay
and heartache run my soul, i been breaking, i panic every day
the hard way to find out that you’re mainly manic escaping pain
and barely sane but frantic for answers for f-cking anything
for anything, god ain’t saying anything
any bit of meaning or some feeling to get thru the day
and if you ever need me just reach for me ’cause i feel the same
i ain’t afraid to speak on the sh-t that’s tweaking beneath my frame
and if you f-cking sleep on me stay that way i don’t want your plays
or want your say, ’cause what the f-ck you know about me anyway?
go about it any way i want ’cause i don’t feel a thing
except the way i feel when i be thinking bout a wedding ring
this sh-t is my foundation, you lames just making a case for me
my sk!ll is salutations to haters that try to bury me
but truly motivated til money and me is married
unruly but educated, my pops think that i’ma make it
i hate my flow and my cadence rethinking bout every beat i make and
blame myself for every mistake that i made-
i’m not awake or sleeping, insomniac, i ain’t drop for days
creating and debating my ranking i’m tryna drop today
i save the best for late, and my album coming, i promise pain
and energy curated by arctic, it’s f-cking hebi’s game
i’m dead insane and dead inside, ready for f-cking anything
i bled my way into my place, ready and begging death to take
i take my time and know my weight, f-ck depression, i made today
a different type of madness, reflecting sh-t that i take away
from rapping to the beat tapes, i found an escape from every day

[hook]
i ain’t tryna burn, no
but i ain’t tryna hurt tho
depression hit like surge, aye
i know that i’m the worst
if you strapped, k!ll me first
have a blast, in the dirt
get some gas, ima serve
losing m-ss, gaining worth

[verse 2]
tolerance too high, i can’t tell if i’m high or tired
i’m tired of being fake father figures to friends for hire
it’s no wonder i don’t smile, i’d rather take in a pile
of pills, pressed, and m-ss produced, packaged up sent for miles
til i get a f-cking dial informing me of arrival
i look at the bag and think about my chances of survival
i woke up sweating, mildly riled up in my state of mind
and took another line of the addy to keep my brain in line
i say it’s fine, inside i’m dying, my body and f-cking mind
but i’m happy when i’m high, smoking pine that be in my pipe
i ran through bags til i was dry, in f-cking hours i could die
one clap for their disgust in me, their growing lack of trust in me
just aid in the recovery, effort maxed out but struggling
still think back to traumatic actions when i was hustling
i was playing dirty, barely functioning, its fun to me
don’t like to worry, drugged up, xanax and amphetamine

- arcticlovesyou

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

اهم الاغاني لهذا الاسبوع