Bereaved

By YCK

On Nascent

Released on September 9, 2022

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[Verse 1]

Barrel pointed at my tonsils, blow out the back of my cranium

Shifting into a fossil, didn’t get a chance playing stadiums

It’s called the American Dream cause you gotta be asleep if you wanna believe it

They do not contact me, I’m unreachable like I’m antisocial and I’m anemic

Hoping that I get it but I’m reticent

Shuttered in seldom, do I exit the tenement?

My domicile ain’t often

I’ll be thankful clutching I’ve got it mild

That is what I’m told but it’s awful wrong

When this ain’t a thing to be toppled off

Whole life spent in a crumbling building

Much negligence and then comes the wilting


[Chorus]

Only as strong as I believe

Cause in absence of you, I am bereaved

Yearning for more but accept the means

I’m forgotten about, it’s just the self esteem

I chose to face it, got no motivation

Seems that I’m victim to my own abatement

Tangled and rescinding, how shameful convincing


[Verse 2]

I am unique cause they act I’m the only one with these disorders

Hammer clicking it forward, how they’re treating me well, it’s like I’m cornered

Identification, no diagnosis, I found the drive but then I lost the focus

Here I’m working on my magnum opus, waiting for the credit but nobody noticed

The axe’ll forget but the tree remembers

I’ve been defaced with these roots dismembered

Taking the poison, attachment avoidant

And I’m out of touch, I’m inert and disjointed

Couldn’t define and explain the events

That had transpired then but I’m still on the fence

Like I’m boutta rot and like I’ll waste another summer

Like I’m getting lower, cannot tell if I ever recovered


[Chorus]

Only as strong as I believe

Cause in absence of you, I am bereaved

Yearning for more but accept the means

I’m forgotten about, it’s just the self esteem

I chose to face it, got no motivation

Seems that I’m victim to my own abatement

Tangled and rescinding, how shameful convincing


[Verse 3]

You can hold that cushy job

Second thoughts like should we not?

I’ve got bright ideas and the drink’s my panacea

Ailments I’m bypassing, I will hit the boiling point

Don’t remember asking, they assume I’m here to disappoint

It’s too late, ain’t satiated, narratives that they created

Superego, where’s the conscience? No reacting, no respondence

Prone to this device, the sequence will be spliced

Write my DNA to abrogate just what I can’t evade