HELL IS OTHER PEOPLE (feat. Mielea & Desmond Roberts)

Firstly I don't believe in argument
Such interactions turn not only circular, but sour
As both of you dig yourselves into holes deeper and deeper
Further and further apart from each other
You only become more convinced of your beliefs
You of your worth, and they of your worthlessness

Hell is other people
But completely leave em all
And you'll find yourself in an even deeper circle of it
They're a necessary evil
They determine what is and isn't legal
And when they don't feel me
It feels lethal
Cause I'm real feeble
I curl up, fetal
their words hurt like needles

Spent the whole day on my own
Threw it away now it's gone
Wasting my youth on my laptop and phone
Looking at porn, with those people, I moan
Feeling like shit like Bo
Opposite Nina Simone
It's 7:18 and I groan
Why am I so monotone?
I should get out of my home
All over town I'ma roam
I might be a little bit less of a drone
Also I kind of want someone to bone
I dig for some clothes
Throw on the prettiest fit that I own
It's probably sewn
by some Cambodian kid who is broke
Nothing to drink cause I drove
The bouncer admits me, it's on
Everyone's singing along with the song
I'm scoping the club and it's sensory overload
Probing, who's open to saying hello
I notice I'm close to a cluster of folks
And I wonder if those are my friends or my foes
But I won't know, until I approach
Fuck it, I might as well give it a go
So I'm like, yo
Then they're like
No, bro, can't you see we're in our zone?
Oh, so I leave them alone
In peace but I mope
Why is it me who's this prone
To being disowned?
I would've loved for nothing more
Than to be balling out on the floor
With all of the hoes
Hitting the woah
That's when it hits me like
Woah, this world is cold
I'm such a joke, I have no hope

I'm going home
To sit in my woes
My chicken, I choke
I'm chicken, I choke
I'm sick of putting on a show
For all of you clones
Cause all of you blow
But this shit is old
I've been through this shit before
I already know how it goes
So tonight even though I'm solo
Tomorrow I won't be so low

Awesome Ahsem's not so awesome
It's almost impossible to stop from feeling awful
Once you're one who often falls
Beyond the walls of all considered proper
I'm not so docile, my modus operandi's not to follow
I've committed all the social faux pas
Broken unspoken laws
Caused drama in this soap opera
Where lots of us wanna be so popular
We're over focused on the optical
It's not optimal, no it's an obstacle to doing what you wanna do
We gotta constantly adapt to our panopticon
Where we're monitored by opportunist gossipers
Who target all of us when they correspond with one another
In regards to who's involved with who
Welcome to humanity
Get ready to have your comments skewed
In convos anything you say could be used against you
When they argue with you
Hence you're always wrong
cause dog do I got news for you
You're the cat they laugh about
They'll cast you out and skew you on the barbecue
I swear to fuck I've had enough of all of you

And I don't know you
(No I've never met you)
Guess I forgot two wrongs never make a right
Which makes it hard for us to walk away from the fight
cause all of us look forward to the moment when we know we won
When we already lost
I don't like you
(So I just don't get you)
I don't know you
(Woah I'm so obsessed with you)
(All I know is everyone the whole world over all at war)
I don't like you
(No one loves you like I do)
(Hate train bout to leave the station, everybody all aboard)
I don't know you
(I don't see the point of you)
(Guess I forgot two wrongs never make a right
Which makes it hard for us to walk away from the fight)
I don't like you
(And you won't change my point of view)
(Cause all of us look forward to the moment when we know we won
When we've already lost)
I don't know you
(Bro you've changed, who are you?)
But I'm just like you
(Feels like I don't know you)



Credits
Writer(s): Ahsem Kabir
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