Recoup

Am I too far gone or getting started
Hard to tell
Gotta trust myself
No more time for help
Lotta pain been felt
Way more gone be dealt

Life is in loops
Lives we lose
I had to recoup, coup
Cooped up in a cube
By myself no group
Gotta stay true
Swooped up
By the storm
Nobody warned
Me, see I'm torn
My mind is gone
I won't conform
Angels my troops in uniform

Don't give me my chance cause I'm gone take it
Feel like I'm on dancing with the stars
And my celebrity is satan, hell raising
I'm so high the stars the only thing adjacent
I'm so sick of being patient
Doctor said I wouldn't make it
Normal life sound overrated
So I strive to be the greatest
Write my life out on these pages
Different chapters, different ages
Forwards to whoever made this
It just says thanks for the anguish
Cause it made me who I am
They tried to turn me to a sheep
So this is silence of the lambs

Am I too far gone or getting started
Hard to tell
But I know that (Gotta trust myself, no more time for help)
I won't be departed by myself (Lotta pain been felt, way more gone be dealt)

Life is in loops
Lives we lose
I had to recoup, coup
Cooped up in a cube
By myself no group
Gotta stay true
Swooped up
By the storm
Nobody warned
Me, see I'm torn
My mind is gone
I won't conform
Angels my troops in uniform

Demons swarmed, no one alarmed
Saved by the lord, nobody harmed
We just performed well, devil fell the floor
Hell, hell
Excelled to lift up the spell, tell em' it's a hundred thousand
And we hunt em down and
We can love without em'
It's no one allowed in
Devil horns sounding
Thoughts keep drowning
Feeling like joker but nobody clowning
Scars on my face you can tell I'm not frowning
To take on the world imma need me a browning
This shits getting old imma need me a fountain
Of youth, tryna recoup
I got a taste of that forbidden fruit
Life what you choose
Don't fall in a noose
Need green and the gold
Instead of the blues
Walk in my shoes
Just like the love and hate
It's a thin line between underground and great
Need commas, periods are a phase
Need a dollar, I would never change
Ways
Flipping the page and the pain is pending
Pretending I'm headed towards heaven
Knowing my tendencies
Don't know what to expect and
I'm praying for no more penalties

No more no
I'm so lost
Just hold on
You are strong
I don't know
Right or wrong
Too far gone
Too far gone

Am I too far gone or getting started
Hard to tell
But I know that (Gotta trust myself, no more time for help)
I won't be departed by myself (Lotta pain been felt, way more gone be dealt)

Life is in loops
Lives we lose
I had to recoup, coup
Cooped in a cube
True
Nobody warned
I'm torn
Angels my troops in uniform



Credits
Writer(s): Garrison Collier
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