confession of my mind.
Ayy, mm
Some things aren't meant to be
I'm strugglin' with myself
I might need therapy
This world is ugly, I'm not in denial
I'll say it truthfully
The more I learn about me (The more I learn about me)
The more I get lonely
Mm
What's the point of me? of being here?
I haven't seen my tears, It's been like seven years
I used to live in fear, now I don't give a fuck
I guess...
For now
Don't ask me "who, what, where and how"
Why?
I don't have time for that
What you're hearin' now is what I'm meant to do
I kept my circle tight, nobody had a clue
Why is this place so mean?
I was just a young teen
Followin' my dream
Searchin' for peace in my life
But all I heard was screams
It keeps me up at night
Numbness in my bloodstream
I haven't done it yet
I'm a Pure Soul
There's so much more for me
To see
To feel
To heal
I jumped from a building, but I landed on my feet
(I jumped from a building, but I landed on my feet)
Thoughts were bone chillin' so I think before I speak
(Thoughts were bone chillin' so I think before I speak)
Scars beneath my clothes
Words can cut deep
I don't wanna wake up
You can put me to sleep
(Forever, forever, never, ever)
(Forever, never, ever)
Confused by my thoughts
But I always felt this way
Didn't know what it was
But I guess, it's not a phase
Fell in love, it didn't help
Broke my heart, it made it worse
Lost focus of myself
Then my surroundin' circles
So much pressure on my shoulders
Feel like breakin' all my bones
I'm a douchbag and an asshole
We can all have a toast
Runaway from my problems
That's the only thing I know
I saw my potential
But I kept it on a hold
Mentally, I was drained
Demons got a hold of me
Thoughts became cloudy
Started to rain, endlessly
If you don't know my struggles
Then you really don't know me
Pardon me, it's not your fault
I'm not open like I used to be
Now Here I Am (Pardon me, it's not your fault, I'm not open like I used to be)
Seven years later (Pardon me, it's not your fault, I'm not open like I used to be)
One album down
It's gonna live forever
Add another one
The Art of Nostalgia
Don't call 'em just songs
These are arts and I'm the sole creator
And when I meet my soul creator
Hope you forgive me
I looked at them like they were my saviors
Didn't realize it 'til I was older
The answers were in front of me
Saw them, when my mind became clearer
My Eyes Wide Open
Melt the memories that are frozen
In time, this is timeless
I was blinded by darkness
Caught a glimpse of a dyin' light
Threw some coins in the fountain
The Golden Hour
Unburyin' my thoughts
These are my treasures
Pourin' out straight from my heart
Pain and pleasure
You can never walk in my shoes
Pour some drinks for my past life
I'm glad that shit is over
Yeah, You could never walk in my shoes
Pour some drinks for my past life
I'm glad that shit is over
Ay, I always knew who I'd become
I just never told ya
Some things aren't meant to be
I'm strugglin' with myself
I might need therapy
This world is ugly, I'm not in denial
I'll say it truthfully
The more I learn about me (The more I learn about me)
The more I get lonely
Mm
What's the point of me? of being here?
I haven't seen my tears, It's been like seven years
I used to live in fear, now I don't give a fuck
I guess...
For now
Don't ask me "who, what, where and how"
Why?
I don't have time for that
What you're hearin' now is what I'm meant to do
I kept my circle tight, nobody had a clue
Why is this place so mean?
I was just a young teen
Followin' my dream
Searchin' for peace in my life
But all I heard was screams
It keeps me up at night
Numbness in my bloodstream
I haven't done it yet
I'm a Pure Soul
There's so much more for me
To see
To feel
To heal
I jumped from a building, but I landed on my feet
(I jumped from a building, but I landed on my feet)
Thoughts were bone chillin' so I think before I speak
(Thoughts were bone chillin' so I think before I speak)
Scars beneath my clothes
Words can cut deep
I don't wanna wake up
You can put me to sleep
(Forever, forever, never, ever)
(Forever, never, ever)
Confused by my thoughts
But I always felt this way
Didn't know what it was
But I guess, it's not a phase
Fell in love, it didn't help
Broke my heart, it made it worse
Lost focus of myself
Then my surroundin' circles
So much pressure on my shoulders
Feel like breakin' all my bones
I'm a douchbag and an asshole
We can all have a toast
Runaway from my problems
That's the only thing I know
I saw my potential
But I kept it on a hold
Mentally, I was drained
Demons got a hold of me
Thoughts became cloudy
Started to rain, endlessly
If you don't know my struggles
Then you really don't know me
Pardon me, it's not your fault
I'm not open like I used to be
Now Here I Am (Pardon me, it's not your fault, I'm not open like I used to be)
Seven years later (Pardon me, it's not your fault, I'm not open like I used to be)
One album down
It's gonna live forever
Add another one
The Art of Nostalgia
Don't call 'em just songs
These are arts and I'm the sole creator
And when I meet my soul creator
Hope you forgive me
I looked at them like they were my saviors
Didn't realize it 'til I was older
The answers were in front of me
Saw them, when my mind became clearer
My Eyes Wide Open
Melt the memories that are frozen
In time, this is timeless
I was blinded by darkness
Caught a glimpse of a dyin' light
Threw some coins in the fountain
The Golden Hour
Unburyin' my thoughts
These are my treasures
Pourin' out straight from my heart
Pain and pleasure
You can never walk in my shoes
Pour some drinks for my past life
I'm glad that shit is over
Yeah, You could never walk in my shoes
Pour some drinks for my past life
I'm glad that shit is over
Ay, I always knew who I'd become
I just never told ya
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Writer(s): Christ X
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