Night Affairs
Polarizing, we don't take directions from the cardinals
Compass facing forward, I was forced to read the ordinals
Bored of those, I'm sort of dope, I'm pouring soap in baths
To clean away the dirt of yesterday with all my wrath
Writing on my portable devices, from a cortex
So absorbed in horrors of the past, trapped in a vortex
Midnight I can't sleep, I just got the music running
Red eyed from insomnia, I press the power button
On my Samsung, with long hair like Samson
This was back in school, where I'm sometimes ran from
Writing songs an adolescent had to show the darker side
Where violence raged inside me until trials had me purified
Now I'm back to grapple rap and prove that I'm a champion
Been a long time since I had to take the ambiens
Tournaments where I can treat trophies like they're just ornaments
Hornets nests I used to strike but now I see no point in it
Somethings in the dark, lurking in the trees
Better bring a light, need to brave it, never flee
Sat along the tree for an hour tryna see
What my mind amounted to and how controlless I could be
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
I vowed to stay silent for a week and turned violent
I felt like I got possessed, friends left, but I'm trying
To be something more than mortal when I shouldn't, going bonkers
Monasteries couldn't save me from my inner monster
Knocked out all my chakras from alignment, growing helpless
Dro and alcohol I loved but they're just trojan horses
Great at first appearance, but my mind had started freaking
Should've talked to parents, was too stubborn for a deacon
Chaplains at the hospital I said Id rather not
Rather wait it out to get stash of gathered pot
Like a leprechauns gold, rainbows emanating
Every color, orange, green, and purple Kush like raisins
Dry it up with flicks, the fires lit, inhale slowly
Its funny what relaxes me was that which first disposed me
Guess I just got used to it, but now it feels herbal
Helping me to stray from thoughts of hurt including verbal
Compass facing forward, I was forced to read the ordinals
Bored of those, I'm sort of dope, I'm pouring soap in baths
To clean away the dirt of yesterday with all my wrath
Writing on my portable devices, from a cortex
So absorbed in horrors of the past, trapped in a vortex
Midnight I can't sleep, I just got the music running
Red eyed from insomnia, I press the power button
On my Samsung, with long hair like Samson
This was back in school, where I'm sometimes ran from
Writing songs an adolescent had to show the darker side
Where violence raged inside me until trials had me purified
Now I'm back to grapple rap and prove that I'm a champion
Been a long time since I had to take the ambiens
Tournaments where I can treat trophies like they're just ornaments
Hornets nests I used to strike but now I see no point in it
Somethings in the dark, lurking in the trees
Better bring a light, need to brave it, never flee
Sat along the tree for an hour tryna see
What my mind amounted to and how controlless I could be
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
Night affairs, lighters sparked, fight your fears, torn apart
I vowed to stay silent for a week and turned violent
I felt like I got possessed, friends left, but I'm trying
To be something more than mortal when I shouldn't, going bonkers
Monasteries couldn't save me from my inner monster
Knocked out all my chakras from alignment, growing helpless
Dro and alcohol I loved but they're just trojan horses
Great at first appearance, but my mind had started freaking
Should've talked to parents, was too stubborn for a deacon
Chaplains at the hospital I said Id rather not
Rather wait it out to get stash of gathered pot
Like a leprechauns gold, rainbows emanating
Every color, orange, green, and purple Kush like raisins
Dry it up with flicks, the fires lit, inhale slowly
Its funny what relaxes me was that which first disposed me
Guess I just got used to it, but now it feels herbal
Helping me to stray from thoughts of hurt including verbal
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Writer(s): Justin Allen
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