StableInsanity
08-07-2011, 04:30 PM
I wanted to share these, It's how I blow through steam. This started as rap, but my SI creeped into my lyrics recently.
The scares I have are trophies,
I ware them with pride
its like saying look at me -
look at what I survived.
It is when I'm alone in the dark,
I can see the monsters in my heart,
dark faces and angry voices,
I guess these reflect my choices
I try and close my eyes and dream,
I can see her, I can see her,
Today I am truely blessed,
for today my life is-a success
I hold her in my arms, today is a big day for her.
she is now my daughter,
I am now a father,
I woke from dreaming with a pillow in my hands,
tears in my eyes, a hole in my heart
and a voice in my head telling me to tare the world apart.
I'm sitting here alone watching the sunset
having regrets about what I should have said
dreading nightfall and the return
to my big empty bed, and the little green light.
Into the dark I reach my hands,
I feel a pulse but all I get is sand
meaningless dust to be blown into time,
sitting here wishing my heart couldn't ryhme.
Aud-e-ose to the bro's who fell for hoes,
they got swallowed up by black holes
Values thrown to shit,
just to check, yeah, your dick fits.
Put your brother in the back seat,
priority's in the trunk
Music on repeat as you realise this silce of meat is your defeat
I fucking told you, this game is on repeat and the girls seem to be using cheats
I got a vex on my heart,
doomed to have women ignore me and rip my life apart,
I know this shit from the start
So maybe its not them who rips up my heart,
but the voices whispering from the dark
I go home and lay alone in bed,
looking up wishing I was dead.
The days get longer, my bed gets bigger
they say "Everything will be alright"
But I'm alone eatting dinner
I'm ready for death,
bullet to my head, rope on my neck
anything to prevent this next breath
Maybe even a motorcycle wreck,
"No man, life is worth living for
Dont you see? it gets better after this next door."
Thats a fucking lie, world in my hands
and all I want is the bloody floor
Too long in this world is making me sore.
Every time I ride, I pray that I die,
I'm lonely inside, wishing to escape my lie
even now, what I ment to say was my life
sounds dumb, but I'll have everything but a wife.
You know they see me and think I'm nice,
proxy side of me, they may ask for advice,
"Your fighting a war,
and its far from over,
you better just keep drinking,
because even I'm far from sober.
you want my advice? Avoid being known as nice."
If a girl you like calls you "Sweet",
just know your traveling the road of defeat.
The scares I have are trophies,
I ware them with pride
its like saying look at me -
look at what I survived.
It is when I'm alone in the dark,
I can see the monsters in my heart,
dark faces and angry voices,
I guess these reflect my choices
I try and close my eyes and dream,
I can see her, I can see her,
Today I am truely blessed,
for today my life is-a success
I hold her in my arms, today is a big day for her.
she is now my daughter,
I am now a father,
I woke from dreaming with a pillow in my hands,
tears in my eyes, a hole in my heart
and a voice in my head telling me to tare the world apart.
I'm sitting here alone watching the sunset
having regrets about what I should have said
dreading nightfall and the return
to my big empty bed, and the little green light.
Into the dark I reach my hands,
I feel a pulse but all I get is sand
meaningless dust to be blown into time,
sitting here wishing my heart couldn't ryhme.
Aud-e-ose to the bro's who fell for hoes,
they got swallowed up by black holes
Values thrown to shit,
just to check, yeah, your dick fits.
Put your brother in the back seat,
priority's in the trunk
Music on repeat as you realise this silce of meat is your defeat
I fucking told you, this game is on repeat and the girls seem to be using cheats
I got a vex on my heart,
doomed to have women ignore me and rip my life apart,
I know this shit from the start
So maybe its not them who rips up my heart,
but the voices whispering from the dark
I go home and lay alone in bed,
looking up wishing I was dead.
The days get longer, my bed gets bigger
they say "Everything will be alright"
But I'm alone eatting dinner
I'm ready for death,
bullet to my head, rope on my neck
anything to prevent this next breath
Maybe even a motorcycle wreck,
"No man, life is worth living for
Dont you see? it gets better after this next door."
Thats a fucking lie, world in my hands
and all I want is the bloody floor
Too long in this world is making me sore.
Every time I ride, I pray that I die,
I'm lonely inside, wishing to escape my lie
even now, what I ment to say was my life
sounds dumb, but I'll have everything but a wife.
You know they see me and think I'm nice,
proxy side of me, they may ask for advice,
"Your fighting a war,
and its far from over,
you better just keep drinking,
because even I'm far from sober.
you want my advice? Avoid being known as nice."
If a girl you like calls you "Sweet",
just know your traveling the road of defeat.