frailty.

By Dreadgeist

On tr*gedy

Released on July 7, 2024

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[Verse]

Steal form the poor, my morality torn

Turned into a supervillain like Zev

Everybody got they foot in the door

Can't express how I feel, got mocked for speaking my heart

I'm sure that every time I write, my girl gotta knock 'cause she bored

And I don't wanna be sorry, shit feel like a chore

Mysterious in the gaze that you look with

I'm only human so this Adderall gon' make influences

Depressive state, let me know if you been there before

Through with shit been passеd on, don't know myself really and it's sad

I gotta bargain with the fеlling nobody even wanna see me

Still got scars from the war

I got dishes still in the sink 'cause the stairs won't dissipate

Focus on the worst 'cause every damage collateral

Tell em' thanks 'cause I don't really got no death wishes

But if some niggas departed, that would be great

Ain't got a lot of hate in my heart but it's burning for sure

I'm dealing with shit a lot better, still can't say it's resolved

Who gon' answer my calls, done saying it's no remorse 'cause I know

When I do some shit I know niggas gon' hate me for it

Rip the page 'cause the shit ass to me

Throw it on the floor, this shit really in beta mode

Overdosing on fish oil omegas

Don't nobody care 'bout they appearance till' police sketch them

I been up and down with my mood, it's insane weather

Re-dissect my body, my heart and my brain tethered

Respect my mind, be patient with me 'cause I'm slower than ever

They don't even listen to my lyrics, they just cruise to it

Bet when I diss a bitch nigga, everybody gon' sing to it

Move freely but my skin meshed, gradually hurting when we grow apart

I can see it on your face, smile went crooked

Hold you in my coat of arms tight

Wedding chords, everything according to what was sworn

Niggas got worn out 'cause they situationship wasn't they type

You know shit ain't right but you continue as such

Not quite a divine life for a pimply ass kid

Equivalent to a swarm of bees, he a masochist

How you one with air and wind but you just sit and stare

How you on this earth but beg to not breathe

Waster so scarce in a place full of flame

Satan rule inferno, the shame big as an arson, kid

Horns big as a shit, I stab my worries with them

This a Kurt Cobain feeling, spend the night twisted

Pass the mic but what niggas spittin' be so ignant

Sip the Kool-Aid, you don't even taste the death in it

Said I'm sitting in a room but I'm so distant

Past life kitchen experiences got fruit tasting ass

Just listen I'm really down bad

I crash out for my own business, I ain't acting lowkey

I'm just selfish, on the road for riches

Durag dance parties and bad decisions to come

Say the commander in the right position

The thought of the missed calls, I'm just getting pissed

Leave me on opened but you say you love me

I'm just used to this shit

Feeling like replacable getting to me

You prolly' just doing this for personal benefits

Sit in silence while you playing this crying game

I ain't ask for this pain

Painting a perfect picture to pen this scripture

Glided grimace what my face resemble

Used to reminisce bout' a fucking pencil

My anxiety and depression tussle

Hear my stories around the campfire

Seeing niggas in the bathroom scouting for wild shit

I'm finding out I got a lotta family with illnesses

Thinking bout' a alternate reality in the crib

I cause damage when I ain't even wanna, since birth

I promise all the tears gon' go away when you halfway down

The curtains closing, credits rolling

At long last, I can finally say that I'm proud of me