So Cold

{Line}

My life is like a painting but it's me on the wall

But you just seeing the image but a titan feels the fall

Cursing me and judging me by something you just saw

I remain hanging because my picture is still on the wall

Trapped in a frame I'm waiting on my release

Doing hard time until my lesson is teached

Publically deceased by the time I end the struggled

So I'm writing down my thoughts so my death makes sense

I got the cradle and rhythm approach to something different

Trying to make an opening you can keep listening

Cause you know how hard life gets

Gotta run through the shadow gonna run through the mist

Situation was foggy and clouded with trouble

I try to run away but the don says naw

So I remain to fight these threats

fight away or what but a couple comes next

I live for today but might die someday

 

 

{chorus}

oh, you can´t hear me cry, see my dreams all die,

from where you standing, on your own.

it´s so quiet here, and I feel so cold,

this house no longer feels like home.

 

{Line}

All I ever wanted was a place to call home

But instead, all I feel is down like the syndrome

I guess when I hit rock bottom they can bring me home in a casket

Intrusive thoughts have become a habit I can no longer stand it

On the other hand, my self-criticism has become so rampant

All I do is reprimand myself like a faded beat from the jazz band

Seems like all my raps do is become dysfunctional like a thyroid gland

Or better yet unplanned like another teen pregnancy

You must all be so sick hearing from me

This form of expression is what it has to be

All the blood sweat tears I've never flea my enemies

I guess that makes my ambition hard to be admissible

About to finish writing the 7th album EP I feel so inadmissible

Almost feel so mythical if I knew I would end up here

A few years ago I never would guess I'd still be here I was so miserable

My unoriginal style is so unforgivable never forgettable

Want to say thank you gonna end this career like a habitual criminal

 

{chorus}

oh, you can´t hear me cry, see my dreams all die,

from where you standing, on your own.

it´s so quiet here, and I feel so cold,

this house no longer feels like home.