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nathan r. allen - stop it كلمات الأغنية

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[verse 1]
i don’t wanna be quoted
i wanna scream a poem so loud it drowns out the sound of my own thoughts
my soul’s squashed ‘neath the hefty archives of my shame
chronic self-deprecating migraine
you want me to palm my brain
tear it roots and all, launch it through a wall
i’m not gonna do it though
i won’t let you control my actions
it lulls me to hear how cr-ss my past is
i’ll criss-cross sit and smile as you recount the fails
show me the pictures on the pages
all day play my permanent regrets
bang my head to the beat that repeated
“you can’t define me, you can’t define me…”
you can’t define me by these moments of incompetence
it’s i who gives worth to you
you, you, you who dines on potential
i won’t serve anymore

[hook]
you can scar me, tar me, my heart’s on my sleeve
i’m sorry, i’m sorry, you’re not gonna see me bleed
you’re not gonna leash me
you’re comic relief to me
just stop it, stop it, cause you’re only gonna wear yourself out (x4)

[verse 2]
so do what you can to me, your hand is weak
and i will never be a slave to my memories
you successfully kept everyone an arm’s stretch from me
but you can’t take breath from me
i’m not my wreckage
i’m a soul embodied and you can’t stop me from pursuing my next breath
i’m a being, innately needing to relate
a created soul with breathing veins
you can point, stare at the vastness of this past mess
but this is not a mess, it’s a cutting room floor
i am not afraid of the cutting room floor
you can strike me cold through my skin and bones
but you will not k!ll my soul
you can weigh your burdens on me
you can slay my earthly body

[hook]

[verse 3]
give me your best shot, scream lies into my ears
i will speak and my life will be love
you can call me immature, tell me that there’s no hope
you can brand me, -ssault me with all these names that i can’t lose
file me amongst rejects, your records will not last
screaming all my secrets, i’ll make a mockery of all your blackmail
i will not bow down to you, i will be all that you hate
i will donate all my breaths and when you take my last one
you will have no sting (x5)

[coda]
i will never be a slave to my memories
to my memories a slave, i will never be

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