OUT HERE (Closure)

By DEADPAN

On GUTTER

Released on November 8, 2019

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[Verse 1]

My job is trying to stay sane

Protect the structure, but I’m feeling drained

Keep the gutter clear, muddy tears

Filtered through my fucked up brain

Negative routes taken again and again

Where the fuck are my friends?

I know this isn’t the end, but I’m sick of being depressed

Why would I be scared of dying?

When my days are endless isolated crying?

Trying

Same old old news lately

Fresh air precludes safety

Chasing evasive feelings in rhyme pages

Jittery, scribbling shit, my mind’s racing

Pacing, don’t think this isn’t a cry for help

Fumbling shitty hands my mind is dealt

Find it out

Going through it but I keep it to myself

So apathetic that I’m disregarding my health

No stealth

Everybody knows, but I just still feel so fucking alone

Locked up on my own accord

If you hear this, save me from me

Please set me free


[Verse 2]

I won’t let myself be a cautionary tale

Altering the awful shit, I’m off the beaten trail

Walk tall, the way I was raised taught me to prevail

Don’t talk to me if you think being depressed means that I’m lost and that I failed

No, self-imposed prison, this is abolition

Tearing up floor boards, toss ‘em out

Strongest I’ve ever been

War of my inner voices, I had to listen

To the one that had a plan, a vision

To get me out

So I step out, heart pounds

To everyone I love, I’m done being locked in

I’m gonna fight this shit every fucking day until I win

I promise