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rottenmynded – nytelyte كلمات اغاني

(peeing)

ugh, this sh_t stinks

v1: bed the of side wrong, that’s where i woke this morning, hopefully_ the day gets better cuz at this point in life i just might sell my soul “for free”…yeah, i know, that don’t make sense (cents), (one, two) i’m a dollar short of 3/which is ironic, cuz at 3 years old is when my older cousin started groping meeee…don’t mind little macho, “he’s so sensitive, he’s a pato/he’s degenerate, such a lost soul,” now i freak’in leak, petey pablo…sleep with eyes open, beat a bongo, thinking i won’t_ get no rest for sh_t/need an exorcist, cuz my head is twisted, all this hectic sh_t i seen since 5 yo…i promise, you couldn’t stomach it, even with an ab_riddled torso_ riddle me stupid?, nah bro, but you could get rid of false hope_ of rekindling with my family_ it really tainted me, all the drunk people, all the arguing and toxic energy, that ain’t meant for me, got me anger_ry!…i remember we_ were just kids, when they touched it, thought it was meant to be/little did they know they ruined everything about me, now i’m so f_cked, “mentally”…not to mention, how so many left from me, or abused verbally and s_xually_ my depression peaked (peeked)_ and they wonder why i didn’t like hide and seek, f_ck, just forget it, please…

hook: can’t you tell?/i’m not crazy, i’m doing well…i’ll say what they told me_
“close your eyes, enjoy the ride”…
i’m just kidding

v2: i was 13, taking nudes, watching barney and eating baby food/if you don’t like why_ i’m so child_like, i’m traumatized by_ the way i grew….which is why i_ truly like mike, the king of pop, yeah, the white guy/he was youthful, me too, dude, i was 16, using night lights…i don’t vent to a motherf_cking soul, they ignore it all, and that’s why i write_ told the truth when i turnt 18, to some dumb b_tch who recited syke!…now i’m in the psych ward, like_ “hi!, i’m hector, a really nice guy/just emotional,” what i’m going through_ was too much for me, so i slice, slice_ but i’ve promised that i’m not gonna do it again,” then i kissed an inpatient “bye bye”/all my life_ i’ve been im_patient, punch a rib_cage in, this is fight night…make you hit pavement, i don’t trust fam, the bochinche sh_t i do not like/and a fake friend’s what i distaste, friendship bracelets get popped, py_ (popeye) why these n_ggas always try to spin_ish?! (spinach), saying sick sh_t, i’m rottenmynded_ and the twisted ways i write these lyrics makes a n_gga better cake than a shoprite…i don’t need a shrink_ to medicate my f_cking mental state, from the outside_ if i’m a minute late of being 730, but i’m turning 30 and i’m not fine!

hook: can’t you tell?/i’m not crazy, i’m doing well…i’ll say what they told me_
“close your eyes, enjoy the ride”…
i’m just kidding

can’t you tell?/i’m not crazy, i’m doing well…i’ll say what they told me_
“close your eyes, enjoy the ride”…
i’m just kidding

now that that’s off my chest

- rottenmynded

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