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Trapped

Victimized, scrutanized

I am here to survive

How you live? (trapped)

How you die? (trapped)

All the time is what you really feel inside (trapped)

Insecure (trapped), what you need?

How you not here to be

1 percent or 99, I want it all

I swear to God, by myself

Anxiety, anxiousness, misery

Lose your dreams, lose your mind

I can travel inside my mind like all the time

Do what I gotta do to get into your vibe

No right or wrong been moving when we moving right

Say my name in the mirror 30 times

When this song is over, we will lead a normal life

These eyes, they won't be fake, no

Screwed up, but I'll be gentle

Been drivin,' been drinkin'

Lord help me, this is not right

State your claims and play your games

This is no rap embrace

We just rhyme, press rewind

Let's replay, and let's get down

These eyes, they won't be fake, no

Screwed up, but I'll be gentle

Been drivin,' been drinkin'

Lord help me, this is not right

State your claims and play your games

This is no rap embrace

We just rhyme, press rewind

Let's replay, and let's get down

Let's get down, let's replay

Let's get down, let's replay

I see happy peopleIn the middle of no where I see happy people

In the middle of no where the bloodsheds thy people

In the middle of no where I see happy people

In the middle of no where the bloodsheds thy peopleI woke up this morning and I asked myself;

"Is life worth living, should I blast myself?

And when I'm gone would they remember?"

Only son of Deborah, born in late December

Would my women cry for me when they get the news

That they future baby daddy

Hanging from a noose

I don't wanna cry, be a better way

Don't ever want to see her die, so I found an escape

Should I leap in head first off the fire escape

Or should I take the easy way, shoot myself in the face

I can't really explain

What got me feelin' this way

To all my fans, I'm truly sorry that I have to end it

But keep your minds open, and my verses in your memory

In disbelieve, at least I made it to a quarter century

Just tryna give you a good ending for the documentary

I won't give you reasons why I had to do it

Just know I'm going through it

And I really had to do it

Get it together, fuck is you doin'

God got my number blocked

My calls, he never answered

Who's to blame, myself, the bullet or the handgun

The night time's the hardest time to be alive

Only sleepin' with women I love

I got insomnia

I got a bad case of 4 A.M. regrets

You know, like when you can't sleep, layin' in your bed

Replaying all them things you wish you never did

Voices in my head, sleep paralysis

Countin' sheep all week

I'm half-past dead

Vision clouded

Voices, whispers, are they talkin' about me

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