Long Nights
Late at night
I beg myself
"Please don't become a nihilist."
But annihilation penetrates my mind
Again in my defense
Time and time again
I state my case
And try to fight against
The lies and all the anger
That they say I should be siding with
Pen to word
I work on who I am
But hide behind the fence
Close my eyes and split inside
Impossible to climb the stress
Shun the bad and do the good
But then it all collides again.
What's the point in trying
When the world is on its dying breath?
Long late nights I lay awake
And I write
Many a story
Many tales
Many fable from my mind
I see the way
All these jokers and these fakers
Take a bite
I see the heroes in their capes
Causing mayhem with their might
Claiming that they got these righteous
Takes, this better state of mind
From where I've been looking
Couldn't tell you wrong from right
Got this shade over my eyes
From the size of all my pride
I might die if I brag the way I wanted but that's life
Never forget the weight of shame
I carry in my day to day
Dating back a couple decades
I guess I ain't been great
Gotta remember the lessons I get
From all the mistakes I ever made
That's what I do
That's what we all been doing
Every day
Cruising down the 405
My mind is wanting more from life
Stuck my pen inside my veins
And pulled out all my moral strife
Whipped it off upon the page
And held it to the roaring fire
Eyes begin to stretch out wide
I put myself inside your mind
Cut your ties to tired lines
You deserve some better shit to
Listen to?
So why not mine
I just want to be on the same list
As everybody's favorites
I'm not claiming greatness yet
But i'm making my way with this
Murder every beat I ever made
And yes I made this
Call it what you want
I call my music meditation
Will I have the sight I had
Back when I was more optimistic
Offers coming in like drops of rain
Inside an office, is it
Trickling or pouring?
Opportunities just stop and visit
Wish me well and dip and just like that
I'm off to something wicked
Lit the wick I wish my pick
Had hopped inside my arms and did it
"Make it fucking happen," what a joke
Don't hear the sound of giggling
Trying hard to start my life
Im tired at the starting line
Exhausted
Take a breath I'm gonna make my mark this time
Never let myself set up boundaries
I'm bound to be
A super human version
I've been working
On my sound and scene
Fuck the world if hurting
Is the only option out to me
Imma pave my own road
I'ma run this fucking town
You'll see
I beg myself
"Please don't become a nihilist."
But annihilation penetrates my mind
Again in my defense
Time and time again
I state my case
And try to fight against
The lies and all the anger
That they say I should be siding with
Pen to word
I work on who I am
But hide behind the fence
Close my eyes and split inside
Impossible to climb the stress
Shun the bad and do the good
But then it all collides again.
What's the point in trying
When the world is on its dying breath?
Long late nights I lay awake
And I write
Many a story
Many tales
Many fable from my mind
I see the way
All these jokers and these fakers
Take a bite
I see the heroes in their capes
Causing mayhem with their might
Claiming that they got these righteous
Takes, this better state of mind
From where I've been looking
Couldn't tell you wrong from right
Got this shade over my eyes
From the size of all my pride
I might die if I brag the way I wanted but that's life
Never forget the weight of shame
I carry in my day to day
Dating back a couple decades
I guess I ain't been great
Gotta remember the lessons I get
From all the mistakes I ever made
That's what I do
That's what we all been doing
Every day
Cruising down the 405
My mind is wanting more from life
Stuck my pen inside my veins
And pulled out all my moral strife
Whipped it off upon the page
And held it to the roaring fire
Eyes begin to stretch out wide
I put myself inside your mind
Cut your ties to tired lines
You deserve some better shit to
Listen to?
So why not mine
I just want to be on the same list
As everybody's favorites
I'm not claiming greatness yet
But i'm making my way with this
Murder every beat I ever made
And yes I made this
Call it what you want
I call my music meditation
Will I have the sight I had
Back when I was more optimistic
Offers coming in like drops of rain
Inside an office, is it
Trickling or pouring?
Opportunities just stop and visit
Wish me well and dip and just like that
I'm off to something wicked
Lit the wick I wish my pick
Had hopped inside my arms and did it
"Make it fucking happen," what a joke
Don't hear the sound of giggling
Trying hard to start my life
Im tired at the starting line
Exhausted
Take a breath I'm gonna make my mark this time
Never let myself set up boundaries
I'm bound to be
A super human version
I've been working
On my sound and scene
Fuck the world if hurting
Is the only option out to me
Imma pave my own road
I'ma run this fucking town
You'll see
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Writer(s): Zack Pierson
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