BROKEN WING (prod. heyjose21)
• Written by uglyfresh • Featuring CreamCityCannibal and Tympana
uglyfresh's Notes
"BROKEN WING (prod. heyjose21)"
Music / Instrumental Produced & Mixed by:
heyjose21
https://soundcloud.com/heyjose21
https://www.beatstars.com/heyjose21/feed
https://www.rappad.co/users/heyjose21
Performed / Written / Recorded by:
uglyfresh & CreamCityCannibal of PROLIFIC PROPHETS
https://soundcloud.com/prolificprophets
https://www.rappad.co/users/uglyfresh
https://www.rappad.co/users/CreamCityCannibal
Vocal Mixing / Editing / Mastering by:
uglyfresh
[uglyfresh]
New love, old shoes, cold snow froze through
Black and blue soul sold just so I could know you
Looking out the second story window of this house
Just trying to figure out what these feelings are about
As free as a bird with it's wingtips clipped
Until you came and showed me what this flying really is
Never left the ground but now I'm high up in the clouds
Can finally look around and see the beauty all around
Lost and found, tossed around, flowers finally blossom now
Hours feeling sour, loss of power, always counting down
Now I'm looking up and notice things are looking bright
Banking on the beauty of these things that feel so right
Like the light at the end and I cannot look away
Feeling so persuaded, never jaded, what more can I say
Ugly not so ugly for a change I feel okay
Took the pain away so I could say I'm here to stay
[CreamCityCannibal]
Pulling up in a hearse, couldn’t this be any less worse
All I know is I'd rather be burned than buried in the dirt
So let’s converse about this urge that's making me wanna purge
I’m on the verge, spread my wings, now I'm flying with the birds
It’s absurd to think that I heard all those words that made me hurt
But I learned that I can earn all the things that I yearned for
Turned four, hiding in the closet, closed doors, biting my top lip
He swore that it’d be quick, no more, floor turns toxic
Ain’t no doubt that’s what caused this, judgment clouds, all love is caustic
Sudden sounds of being lost in my own thoughts, frost bitten
Stone cold or so I’ve been told, never letting anyone close enough to hold
Broke soul with no hope, severing ropes so I can cope
Smoking dope, nose in coke, filling voids where there are holes
Lonely soul who knows the toll, poised to be the greatest show
Take this bow it's curtain call, the flowers are falling all on the ground
Look out in the crowd, yet you're nowhere to be found
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uglyfresh
Member since January 1 2019