Manii the Schism - Broken Lyrics

I feel like I've been under pressure
But it's the pressure I need
Facing what could be the next chance of love
Lustfully thinking that I want her bad
But claiming just to take it slow a Nigga needs to breathe
A lot of these women are thirsty
I've been broken to the point where it hurts
All all the chances I ain't take turned into people I hate
Maybe I just need to smoke it off and drink to be free
Yeah we livin' in a world where the buildings all tumbling down
But it's all good
We only care for what's next, like we all should
Never knowing what could unfold, and here I am
Acting like I know what could
I don't mind if the world goes to ashes, as long as you're by my side
And out of my mental
You say I'm out of my mind, but I'm just contemplating us against the world never mind all the complications
In this moment in time, all I want is conversation
You're a constant subject of my elation
Maybe I could take this all as a sign from above
That our relations can move past lust and into love
But then you f*cked it up
At the end of it all, we ain't playing around
We ain't making a sound
They Saying that silence is a golden virtue
But it's hard when the people next to you wanna hurt you
You gotta pace it
Find your own placement
Hope that the people next one you move to ain't basic
And everybody's future is somebody else's past
But presently all these thotties only worried bout getting bodied
Til the future sutures you up for trying to be slick
I'll be busting through the seams off the rip
Just an educated black man with the lyrics to spit
And the honesty to call it like I see that shit
Now I'm the best at it
Keep it loyal and I'll turn you to the worst addict
The response was all static
Cuz you left the answer in favor of all these other Joes
And I'm the schmuck that been down on my luck
Uh
We used to have it, but the truth is tragic
And lies and coverups f*ck up the scene that you created
Leaving the heart heavily disabled
And leaving thoughts heavily debated
Because you f*cked it up
It's funny how the people claim that they don't want attention
It's funny how those people seek it all the same
And one lost step could be a loss for a nigga
And one lost lady could be the next man's gain
It begins with you and me: the simplest of equations
And, as you would mention, the flame that activated suspicions
That in return turned our relations to a ball and chain
Then you left me to carry it all alone
Never mentioning a thing about it
Never leading me to doubt that it would last forever
So I'm a carry my burden and go to sit on my throne
And bar the rest of the kingdom for the nasty weather
Now I'm the only one that's making it out on my own
But still waiting to see if you would return
Hoping I can prove to be better than those newer niggas
Trying to make those life decisions - striking out on my own
On them horizons you know