Tangible

By Ill-Noize

On Recluse

Released on January 22, 2016

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(So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick...)


[Verse 1: Ill-Noize]

...So sick of being alone

Never a knock at the door, or ring on the phone...

So sick of being myself

Runnin' a constant uphill battle with my mental health...

So sick of being used

Thought I had this all figured out, but I didn't have a clue, left me feeling blue, broken & bruised, I'm split in two, left me to rot in my room with the paths you'd choose...

Now it's a year down the line, I can't believe I thought that cheatin' bitch was one of a kind

Was livin' blind, only thinkin' in that moment in time, but now I see the bigger picture & I'm gonna be fine, but there's still always something hanging in the back of my mind

I crave to find another soul & intertwine, someone to call mine...

Or just another fuck

That's just my luck, another couple months fueled by drugs & lust, with no trust, never even went to lunch, just a fling for the weekend

& by Monday it's dust, to clean up...

I guess I can't complain, because the tangible will forever be what I crave

I have no time for games, I've got no time to waste, I move fast, but at the same time I be keepin' my pace... it's no race...


[Bridge: Ill-Noize]

(...& some days I just can't face myself...

Because everyone left & it erased my health...)

& some days I just can't face myself...

Because everyone left & it erased my health, uh!


[Verse 2: Ill-Noize]

We could be conscious of all this

But if not, it's cool, there's no love lost

But I love our flaws, yea I love them all

Embrace the imperfections that make us who we are, that leave scars...

Just learn & grow, live long & prosper

Living with an imposter, living with yourself

Hunny, pick up your posture

You're a two-headed coin, just a prop

You ain't cost nothin'!

I only have myself to blame, I see the first sign of failure & I run away, I always stray

Get distant, avoid the places you stay

& slowly lose all connection like friends from back in the day, like shitty cell service...

Like a loose button on your favorite shirt...

Like a rake you took my name & dragged it through the dirt, & that shit hurts, but I've moved on because it could be worse, I mean...

It's so predictable you start to expect it

& every time it gets easier to accept it

It wasn't right, we weren't meant to be

Besides I'm so busy, I should just worry 'bout me

People come & go, the right ones stick around

Your other half becomes another face in the crowd

But the good thoughts float as the bad ones drown

As long as you get up & don't take it lying down!

This is for every girl that I wish would call back

But won't, because they think I can't keep my dick in my pants, so they ghost before we even get a chance to build a romance

You know you ain't the first, but baby you could be the last...

We could run away, a place where no one knows our names, take a boat to an Island

Or just hop on a plane, lost in a daze, just lost in my ways, reminiscing on when my black heart

Wasn't just hungry for fame...