PTSD

Emilio Lantz

Shit I'm just tryna cope
Without having no drugs
Up in the mix
But it's getting tempting
I think I'm damn ready to slip
Slowly breaking
While still therapy hating
I'm ill, physically aching
My fake smile amazing tho
My eyes is tinted you can't see trough
I'm feeling lonely
Even when I got my homies at home
The evil hover over my dome piece
I got no peace
At ease never mentally
Weaker than old knees
I cut hoes off for nothing
I'm cold as Kennedy body
But there's one I'll never cut off
Girl I'm telling you
Please
If you ever get a problem
Give that problem to me
I already carry shit
And you deserve to live your dreams
I love you my snow flake
You're dating a nutcase
As you're probably seen
Still causin' no scenes
Shout out to the bro's that've been there
Yo relieve the pain
It's getting late
We'll take tomorrow
The henny just hit me in the face

I done lost myself
Somewhere on this road
Somewhere on this
Somewhere on this road
I'm dream about escaping
I'm afraid to go home
I'm afraid to go
I'm afraid to go home
Gotta face my demons
Every time I lay alone
Every time I lay
Every time I lay alone
I'm not ready to face' em
I would rather break a bone
I would rather break a
I would rather

I'm
Not ready contemplating
Pill popping heavy
Moon rock steady
Rolling while pac blast in the Chevy
Macavelli 'til the Chevy break
I'm like a block away
From heaven's gate
Sorry for the wait
Know I'm awfully late
Yeah I was busy crashing the shit out
My neighbour's gate
But death is not in my favor
Guess it wasn't my fate
I could be doing this shit all day
Or just try to get straight
But damnit I'm tired of the hate
Tired of snakes
Tired of hitting the brakes
Can you relate?
Tired of my stupid ways
And the constant mistakes I make
God let me be great
In need of some space
Vision blurry from the commuter
I need me a wraith
I think I'm in love whit the cake
As soon as get some I'm gonna escape
My smile get swiped off
When I enter my room
I feel doomed thinking way too much
Digging paths in my tomb

I done lost myself...

I'm at the bottom of the bottle
My eyes facing the sky
Disgusted wrapped in a suit
That've been Taylor fitted by lies
If I could leave this shit behind me
I would I already tried
But no matter what we go trough
As a squad we still ride
We still ride I'm tired of the hate
Tired of snakes
Tired of hitting the breaks
So I'm speeding until I'm safe

I done lost myself...

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