Unattended Pain Makes Us Act In Mysterious
Uh, yeah
Back when I was young homie
I ain't have no fun homie
I ain't have no funds either
I was eating crumbs homie
Living in suburban, while my heart
Was in the slums homie
Taking care of granny
While my cousins on the run homie
Battling depression
Growing in my adolescence
Took for me to feel pain
To finally see my blessing
Growing up a kid I always thought that I was lesser
Drowning in a sea of doubts, my spirit under pressure
I can fill up an empty river with my tears
A flood of unspoken pain, travels through the years
Pain severe, judgment from peers
Questioned why I am here
Disappear into abyss, dealing with constant fear
Been feeling like a target on my back
Fighting demons, now my soul under attack
God is watching, seeing how I will react
Traumatized for years, the pain got me trapped
Got jumped on 7 mile
Thinking why nobody helping me
Little did I know, that it would feed into anxiety
Quietly got lost in myself
Bad insecurities has made me live my life in a shell
Tainted my purity
Maturity was measured in wealth
Nobody telling me the reason for the pain that I felt
So they just let me bleed
Had to learn that my healing was a just state of mind
Search for peace in the Church, but salvations hard to find
The world is destined for fate
This the Lord of the Flies
Blind leading the blind
And I don't feel alive
Target on my back
I don't feel alive
Working hard to adapt
I don't feel alive
Feel I'm under attack
I don't feel alive
I don't feel alive
I don't feel alive
Feel I'm under attack
I don't feel alive
Working hard to adapt
I don't feel alive
Target on my back
I don't feel alive
I don't feel alive
You ever looked in the mirror and saw a stranger
Feel endangered
Mad at the world
Got so much anger
I don't even love myself
How can I love thy neighbor
No matter how much love that I show
The hate is greater
On this evil earth
Took for me to lose it all just to see my worth
I been looking at life from two different sides
A Gemini
Ignoring all the pain, so it magnified
Classified as a outsider
Similar to Kanye West with his mouth wired
Meant for higher purpose and a higher calling
Reality of life is haunting
Hard to see the sunshine
When all you see is rain falling
So I close my eyes while reaching for the stars
Know I'll have to burn to truly heal these scars
I meditate in the dark, pray to God for a sign
But I'm not hearing his voice and I don't feel alive
Target on my back
I don't feel alive
Working hard to adapt
I don't feel alive
Feel I'm under attack
I don't feel alive
I don't feel alive
I don't feel alive
Feel I'm under attack
I don't feel alive
Working hard to adapt
I don't feel alive
Target on my back
I don't feel alive
I don't feel alive
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Hey...what's up big fella, this dad man
Hey
Something I need to let you know about man is that
The crazy thing about people who don't like you
Is that they continue to watch everything that you do
And even your critics
You know, regarding them
Your critics can see you walking on water
And what they'll say is
Oh, he's only doing that because he can't swim
The nerve of haters