Clear my head, if i can’t write it i can’t say it
Too often i regret the way i fly right off the chains
I don't know a fucking thing
I just get told that i’m the best and let it go right to my head up to the point that I can’t clear it
Note to self: stop scrolling mindless shit
Stop tapping at your pockets frantically when you can’t feel it
You’re failing at taking control of what you feel and do
You promised back before that you would quit that which consumed
I don’t even view the scenery when driving during sunset
I could care less of the animals we drive past
I’m mindless, I’m spineless
I’m dying from anxiety
I find existence hopeless, that’s why i’m always trying to leave
But i am trying to be exactly who you see me as
And when i gaze upon the world i don’t see faces gazing back
But it ain’t often i unlock my eyes from the screen
And when I do, they immediately move to my queen
I’m a fiend for the fire hearted fists
Quarter life crisis
Signs of the end
I am like dirt, just a little more formed
Cyanide hurts, but that’s kind of my norm
Time of my life, just the eye of my storm
I am like mike, always hanging from a corner of the round rim called emotional disorders
Sort of seems like quiet nights might be the bane of my existence
And i am not here for your business, just listen:
Most of my friends don’t even know me by my real name
Just a photo on a website and a tendency to share memes that correlate with how they think and speak like shit to strangers
But i am no savior, and i need a break too
credits
from NKNGS,
released November 4, 2017
Lyrics by NKNGS
Beat by Caveman Summer
Sample: Listen Linda - YouTube
Vocal Engineering by NKNGS
Mixing by NKNGS
Mastering by Josh Penaluna
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