Imprisoned Minds
When your heart grows cold
And your life goes south
You lost all hope
But you stand so tall
Even before they named me
In a cradle, I was swaying
Drew my whole life on a paper
Like done me a favor
Planning my bigger picture
Picked out of the scripture
Life felt like a ritual
Back in school, They used to call me a fool
Coz I didn't know how to say things that were cool
Man, those kids were cruel I never understood
Bad at math they called me useless
All this calculus hit me like a math blizzard
I could never be a damn whiz kid but
I Had to find an escape like a mad wizard
Found music in the dark distress
They told me I am living damn fiction
But I was having mad visions
Prescriptions, restrictions, asking for permissions
Guess it was my bipolar on a mission
Zero to 25 life living a lie
I went crazy running through the maze
I had to feel the sun on my face
Every time I try to do something out of usual
All these people pop out of the blue like usual
Not surprising they got a lotta advice
Man, these days I just feel so dumbfounded
My skin so thick these days
Like I am wearing a bulletproof vest these days
A bullet wound in my chest these days
Like a paper cut no blood these days
When your heart grows cold
And your life goes south
You lost all hope
But you stand so tall
When your heart grows cold
And your life goes south
You lost all hope
But you stand so tall
Maybe everyone should do what they want to do rather
Than what others want them to do
It almost like life is a competition and
All these people like alligators
Crawling upon you quick to judge
Quick to shed their skin like snakes godamn
I am sorry dad I crushed your expectations
At church, you couldn't brag about your son to your fake friends
Mom, I know you wanted me to have a different life
Get a wife, have kids, and raise them right
But I swear to God this 9 to 5
Is eating me alive
I know you still sigh when you think about me at night
But if I do it, I would be telling myself a lie
Like locking up my mind in the prison for life
Coz the voices inside my head are getting loud
Idk if its evil or if its God
Asking me what if you die, tonight boy
And when I try to deny it, I start to cry
Now I am on the track spilling beans
Killing them like flees, at peace
Like a king on a spree
So, when I die, at least I know that I tried
And your life goes south
You lost all hope
But you stand so tall
Even before they named me
In a cradle, I was swaying
Drew my whole life on a paper
Like done me a favor
Planning my bigger picture
Picked out of the scripture
Life felt like a ritual
Back in school, They used to call me a fool
Coz I didn't know how to say things that were cool
Man, those kids were cruel I never understood
Bad at math they called me useless
All this calculus hit me like a math blizzard
I could never be a damn whiz kid but
I Had to find an escape like a mad wizard
Found music in the dark distress
They told me I am living damn fiction
But I was having mad visions
Prescriptions, restrictions, asking for permissions
Guess it was my bipolar on a mission
Zero to 25 life living a lie
I went crazy running through the maze
I had to feel the sun on my face
Every time I try to do something out of usual
All these people pop out of the blue like usual
Not surprising they got a lotta advice
Man, these days I just feel so dumbfounded
My skin so thick these days
Like I am wearing a bulletproof vest these days
A bullet wound in my chest these days
Like a paper cut no blood these days
When your heart grows cold
And your life goes south
You lost all hope
But you stand so tall
When your heart grows cold
And your life goes south
You lost all hope
But you stand so tall
Maybe everyone should do what they want to do rather
Than what others want them to do
It almost like life is a competition and
All these people like alligators
Crawling upon you quick to judge
Quick to shed their skin like snakes godamn
I am sorry dad I crushed your expectations
At church, you couldn't brag about your son to your fake friends
Mom, I know you wanted me to have a different life
Get a wife, have kids, and raise them right
But I swear to God this 9 to 5
Is eating me alive
I know you still sigh when you think about me at night
But if I do it, I would be telling myself a lie
Like locking up my mind in the prison for life
Coz the voices inside my head are getting loud
Idk if its evil or if its God
Asking me what if you die, tonight boy
And when I try to deny it, I start to cry
Now I am on the track spilling beans
Killing them like flees, at peace
Like a king on a spree
So, when I die, at least I know that I tried
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Writer(s): Shone Thomas
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