Søren

By P.F (Rapper)

Released on January 29, 2019

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[Verse 1]

Minds racing at 3 Am, I keep trying to write emotions with a pen

But I draw blank, where to begin?

I'm at a lack of friends, except those pretend

I try to live in movies, cause they're not so gloomy

Unlike the present world, where real people are lost in whirl

I'm in a daze, going through a phase, staying locked away

Will I try today?, or tell another lie?

Not feeling well so I further dwell, on my frozen future

Then interlace it with dark humor

While a feeling washes over, that's stupor

I used to think that my music was super, but its only average

Now you can't imagine, what my mind thinks

Cause it's damn well pushed to the brink

And every word written is how I'm living, so unforgiving

But not forgotten, innocence is now rotten

Just wanna rest on pure cotton, everything's a mess

I'm at rock bottom, hard to express, that weary autumn


[Verse 2]

Dark clouds stay lasting for days, now it makes me question

Can I be great?

What's your impression?

Will I stay?

I did this my way, that's no Sinatra

I've been less than calm, fuck all the mantra

Blow like cherry bomb, no reaching tantra

And all the dark stuff, does it still haunt ya?

What a heavy question, pointed at my head

It's a loaded weapon

Viewing my end

Gotta end the session

My indecision, can't be forgiven

Must continue living if I wanna grow

Cause if I stay then I'll never know

I just gotta go

I just gotta gooo

(Look)