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thatredhoodedguy - echoes in the casket كلمات أغنية

the pace slows down, but the darkness just gets deeper
i’m finally looking back.. and meeting the grim reaper

they say the silence in the box is the only thing that’s pure
but my mind’s still racing, the regret is the only thing i cure with
i built a legacy of destruction, every word was a brick for the wall
now i’m stuck on the inside, waiting for the final fall
i traded my peace for a punchline, my sleep for a sixteen bar
i chased the spotlight so hard, i forgot what the true star was far
i’m just an echo in a closed wooden box, fighting against the final sound
every rhyme now feels heavy, buried deep beneath the ground
my whole career was a faustian bargain, sold my soul for a platinum plaque
now the invoice has arrived, and there ain’t no turning back
the wordplay i mastered, the complexity that left them all stunned
it’s just the sound of a hollow man, wishing the race hadn’t been run

i hear the echoes in the casket, the rhythm of my final breath
every syllable is a metaphor for the approach of death
i’m counting the moments that were lost in the pursuit of the pen
i wanted to be remembered, but now i wish i could begin again
the legacy is cemented, but the man is cracked and brittle
the biggest verse i ever wrote was just a lonely epitaph written

i see the faces i hurt, flashing behind my closed eyelids
the collateral damage of the g_nius, the secrets that the darkness hides
i’m a human paradox, a saint with the mouth of a demon who spits fire
i got everything i ever wanted, but lost my only true desire
i became the monster they wanted, the serial lyricist with no pause
now i’m paying the price, governed by the universe’s ironic laws
my fame is a crypt, beautifully carved, expensive and deep
but i’m the only resident, losing my eternal sleep
i was the fastest in the world, the technical maestro of the mic
but speed doesn’t matter now, when you’re trapped in the endless night
i tried to make the words last forever, to cheat the inevitable end
but the comma always turns into a period, no matter how you spend
i hear the echoes in the casket, the rhythm of my final breath
every syllable is a metaphor for the approach of death
i’m counting the moments that were lost in the pursuit of the pen
i wanted to be remembered, but now i wish i could begin again
the legacy is cemented, but the man is cracked and brittle
the biggest verse i ever wrote was just a lonely epitaph written

i’m sorry to the page i bled on.. i’m sorry to the beats i k!lled
but even in the silence.. the rhyme scheme is still being filled

the last drop.. of ink..

- thatredhoodedguy

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