they love to lie to the people
they keep em mentally feeble
no one is safe from the evil
no one is safe from the evil
they brought back hate like a sequel
gets under the skin like a needle
shelter those lost with a steeple
lost hope is a tough retrieval
good luck
don't get stuck
just know they construct
lots of traps
they just laugh
might not make it back
I fell
myself
into
quite a few
trying to
keep on pushing through
sitting on the porch
puffin on a cigarette
smoked a lot of those ****
Still not feelin better yet
another nail in the coffin
tried to quit but failed
feel that need too often
so I'm smokin on the greenery
take a look around
I'm just soakin up the scenery
you'd think ya boy had leprosy
the way nobodys feelin me
whenever I get in my zone
I might indulge and **** some beats
might wake up a beast
you probaby don't want around
I'll use my alone time
to explore some diffrent sounds
turn the bass up super loud
beat bumps vibrations spill out
a small piece of bliss is found
cause I cant those hear voices now
they have gone away
that's not how it stays
my mind tends to stray
can be a dark place
just a little taste
craving then takes place
hunger turns to lust
when it's not your plate
redirecting energy
give me all of your hate
not like you're close anyway
no friendship at steak
let's see how much I can take
let's see what happens
whenever I finally break
let's see the look on your face
when it sinks in its too late
evil cannot be escaped
cynicism escalates
hope grows thin of seeing change
just end me
im sick of this place
once friendly
got jaded and that went away
real sick of pretending
everything's ok
you can run and hide but
no one escapes
from the evil
cant escape evil but you can combat it
to fight evil with evil would end tragic
sadly looks like it's now habit
it got real bad quick
I've just about had it
it's making me sick
they love to lie to the people
they keep em mentally feeble
no one is safe from the evil
no one is safe from the evil
they brought back hate like a sequel
gets under the skin like a needle
shelter those lost with a steeple
lost hope is a tough retrieval
the good gotta fight back
by showing the lost the right path
no matter the cost and we might last
I turn and I toss at night hoping for that
hope this feeling will soon pass
But know only action will pave paths
Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 10:17 AM UTC
they love to lie to the people
they keep em mentally feeble
no one is safe from the evil
no one is safe from the evil
they brought back hate like a sequel
gets under the skin like a needle
shelter those lost with a steeple
lost hope is a tough retrieval
good luck
don't get stuck
just know they construct
lots of traps
they just laugh
might not make it back
I fell
myself
into
quite a few
trying to
keep on pushing through
sitting on the porch
puffin on a cigarette
smoked a lot of those ****
Still not feelin better yet
another nail in the coffin
tried to quit but failed
feel that need too often
so I'm smokin on the greenery
take a look around
I'm just soakin up the scenery
you'd think ya boy had leprosy
the way nobodys feelin me
whenever I get in my zone
I might indulge and **** some beats
might wake up a beast
you probaby don't want around
I'll use my alone time
to explore some diffrent sounds
turn the bass up super loud
beat bumps vibrations spill out
a small piece of bliss is found
cause I cant those hear voices now
they have gone away
that's not how it stays
my mind tends to stray
can be a dark place
just a little taste
craving then takes place
hunger turns to lust
when it's not your plate
redirecting energy
give me all of your hate
not like you're close anyway
no friendship at steak
let's see how much I can take
let's see what happens
whenever I finally break
let's see the look on your face
when it sinks in its too late
evil cannot be escaped
cynicism escalates
hope grows thin of seeing change
just end me
im sick of this place
once friendly
got jaded and that went away
real sick of pretending
everything's ok
you can run and hide but
no one escapes
from the evil
cant escape evil but you can combat it
to fight evil with evil would end tragic
sadly looks like it's now habit
it got real bad quick
I've just about had it
it's making me sick
they love to lie to the people
they keep em mentally feeble
no one is safe from the evil
no one is safe from the evil
they brought back hate like a sequel
gets under the skin like a needle
shelter those lost with a steeple
lost hope is a tough retrieval
the good gotta fight back
by showing the lost the right path
no matter the cost and we might last
I turn and I toss at night hoping for that
hope this feeling will soon pass
But know only action will pave paths
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