It’s about high time…
I tell you… If this come out right… this might be the realest thang I ever wrote
cuz all these emotions are going to spill out when they find somewhere to go.
cuz I done held them in so I can cope with this reality…
This re occurring battery, assaulting me to be a casualty.
a statistic, another number on their psychological census…
cuz messin around with these cards I’m dealt, I could lose it any minute.
but I found ways to suppress my pain, my own thorazine that’s kept me sane.
I lock it all up in my dungeon and hope it all just goes away…
cuz all these emotions are going to spill out when they find somewhere to go.
cuz I done held them in so I can cope with this reality…
This re occurring battery, assaulting me to be a casualty.
a statistic, another number on their psychological census…
cuz messin around with these cards I’m dealt, I could lose it any minute.
but I found ways to suppress my pain, my own thorazine that’s kept me sane.
I lock it all up in my dungeon and hope it all just goes away…
yet it always finds me on a later day…
That’s when I press back harder, with all my will and might,
convincing myself somehow that there’s a truth up in a lie.
telling myself whatever it needs to get it by, just enough so I can function
even if that means I’m embracing a lie… see I’ve been living in disfunction
trading the lie in for the truth willfully knowing that it’s wrong,
then trying to forget it right back to my fantasy zone…
back where everything’s peachy and everything’s clean
Like the matrix, I just been living life off in a dream
walking asleep, bring death to my own perception,
cuz it’s so much easier just giving in and believing this deception…
But where does it go? All that filth and pain that’s locked away
it decides to come back all at once on one unforgiving day…
well my day is today, so I am forced to re evaluate,
the way that I been dealing with thangs, just don’t seem like it’s the way
cuz im stuck holding all this pain, all this regret and disrespect,
all this disappointment, all this hurt, these lies and this neglect.
It’s like a thousand mountains being dropped across my chest
and now I feel this tension getting stronger with each breath.
and it puts me at this crossroads, there’s really two thangs I can do…
I can choose to suppress all this mess again, or I can listen to the truth.
cuz you can want a thang so bad, that you can make it what it aint,
you can make yourself thank your capable of doin thangs you can’t.
but right about now, me… Im sick and tired of this parade…
It’s about high time that I said “no” to this comforting charade.
It’s about high time that I did what I been needing to do…
it’s about high time left this lie and hooked up with the truth.
- Fiyah
Inspired by what it is, and this little thought I had...
"Sometimes it is easier to convince yourself that a lie is the truth, but it always catches up with you in the end..."
That’s when I press back harder, with all my will and might,
convincing myself somehow that there’s a truth up in a lie.
telling myself whatever it needs to get it by, just enough so I can function
even if that means I’m embracing a lie… see I’ve been living in disfunction
trading the lie in for the truth willfully knowing that it’s wrong,
then trying to forget it right back to my fantasy zone…
back where everything’s peachy and everything’s clean
Like the matrix, I just been living life off in a dream
walking asleep, bring death to my own perception,
cuz it’s so much easier just giving in and believing this deception…
But where does it go? All that filth and pain that’s locked away
it decides to come back all at once on one unforgiving day…
well my day is today, so I am forced to re evaluate,
the way that I been dealing with thangs, just don’t seem like it’s the way
cuz im stuck holding all this pain, all this regret and disrespect,
all this disappointment, all this hurt, these lies and this neglect.
It’s like a thousand mountains being dropped across my chest
and now I feel this tension getting stronger with each breath.
and it puts me at this crossroads, there’s really two thangs I can do…
I can choose to suppress all this mess again, or I can listen to the truth.
cuz you can want a thang so bad, that you can make it what it aint,
you can make yourself thank your capable of doin thangs you can’t.
but right about now, me… Im sick and tired of this parade…
It’s about high time that I said “no” to this comforting charade.
It’s about high time that I did what I been needing to do…
it’s about high time left this lie and hooked up with the truth.
- Fiyah
Inspired by what it is, and this little thought I had...
"Sometimes it is easier to convince yourself that a lie is the truth, but it always catches up with you in the end..."
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