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mel robayo - can i live? (freestyle) كلمات الأغنية

i don’t understand anything that’s going on
each and every time i close my eyes i see a demon
creeping with all this p-ssion, of not knowing where it’s going
hearing cries exactly like the gospels of satan
i’m reawaken, just too find out that its dream
why does everything seem, like a fraudulent scheme?
i mean, just imagine, you praying to a god that turned out to be a pagan
just to leave you dry or forsaken, but you’re trying to do well but everything is mistaken
leaving trails, and becoming a burden, having nothing to say or no questions
almost like my family in ny when we had the p-ssion, fck! what the fck happen?
i’m having melancholy thoughts with personality issues, honestly it’s becoming a ritual
with each and every individual being sacrificial
can i live?
i said, can i live?
i guess depression is taking over me, i’m an attic i don’t need one i need three
my lovely vibes might have a theory, but collides with melodic melodies
taking these strings i call veins and pull it out my fcking body, let me bleed
and be free, let me suffer i don’t want to mislead the hand that feeds
these echoes are a clutter, i can hear them voices mutter
repeating it’s self like a stutter, fck, i don’t know what’s better
pop a pill or wait till i live life and get ill
i’m telling you i’m not ordinary, confused between dreams and reality
my mind is what k!lls me
i want to stop thinking, i’m a man of solitary disposition
i know i’m pure but my cure……. no there’s no cure for my conditions

- mel robayo

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