Enough

By Russ

On SANTIAGO

Released on August 18, 2023

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[Verse]

Yeah

I wasn't right within, was lyin' tryna find a slim openin'

To cope with grim realities of hopelessness

The casualties of broken men, unhappily devoted when

They hit me, all the walls were tryna kiss me, they were closin' in

I'm soakin' in a tub of how the fuck did this all happen?

Can I fasten my seatbelt before the tree and me are wrapped in

A blanket, I can't escape it, the brakes that I have ain't brakin'

The weight that I feel is achin', they say we don't feel the same shit

The pain isn't real, I'm famous, the cage that I'm in is dangerous

I'm chained, the perception anxious, every day, I'm faced the anguish

Of fakin' and savin' faces, so drainin', I pray it changes

Self-hatred's an understatement for makin' the bed I lay in

My faith and my patience shaken, I'm cravin' a new awakenin'

I'm chasin' myself, I'm wavin', complainin' that I'm evadin'

Betrayin' myself was strainin', enslaved by my past, I'm racin'

That ancient indoctrination, I'm blazin' whatever's failin'

And scrapin' up the remainin', reshapin' my soul, creatin'

Embracin' a new foundation, no swayin', no more decayin'

The process of excavation, surveillin' what needs replacin'

This daily, can't get complacent, I'm takin' solo vacations

I need solitude, I think I bottle too many problems due

To not wanting to upset my family, plus I got the news

That sadness ain't allowed from the same crowd that turns around

And asks for sad songs, tell me how, 'cause as a man, you cannot frown

Don't make a sound, just stand up proud

No one appreciatin' us until we're dead and underground

It's no surprise that suicide is super high, it's not unusual

'Cause men know that they only get their flowers at their funeral

We're hardenin' ourselves instead of gardenin' ourselves

Suppressed emotions, we're alone, so now we're targetin' ourselves

No one to talk to out of pride and fear of comin' off weak

Some women lookin' at you lesser if there's tears on your cheek

But if there's tears tattooed, that same girl is a freak

So they attracted to the pain unless they hear the pain speak

Society romanticized the silent sufferer, stoicism is sexy

Unless he can't show that, he fucks with her, if that's your girl, be done with her

'Cause if you're numb to the pain, then you're numb to the pleasure

Whether it's sun or it's rain, to you, it's all the same weather

These days I'm better off, retreated and reserved

On a resort, then re-emerge feelin' recharged and reassured that I'm

Enough


[Outro]

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