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letra de forgotten - casey masters

[intro]
yeah, aye, yeah
uh
wooh, wooh, wooh

[chorus]
how i got here?
i’m losing my conscious, losing my conscious (woah)
how i got here?
it wasn’t an option, wasn’t an option (yuh)
how i got here?
i’m fueling the rocket, fueling the rocket (uh)
how i got here?
someone is locked in, someone is locked in (wooh)

trapped inside the system, broke the law, broke the law (what?)
camped inside this prison all day long, all day long (uh)
stand behind the livid opened walls opened walls
can’t let eyes resist the noticed flaws, noticed flaws

[verse 1]
a luminous moon lit night is lucrative to this life
i’m cooped in a mood of mind that is fugitive nuisance like
(what i’m like)
that’s what i am
confusion i bring to pen when i ruin the crewmen’s hen
i’m just using a suited sense
i was casted to play a villain, a m-ssacre raids the building
i’m packing the k and peeling off back in the day and feeling
some active awakened chilling
i’m acting this way and spilling a fraction of hatred filling
the masking had faces shifted
cause this is different, this a rap, not a gift and i snap
to lift the hinges and track the winning pickings
i’m back to rip the snippets in half and laugh at attempts
with vicious intent, yes you had wrath but
it’s like we playing black magic at all tragic events
you know i’m rapping they clapping because it’s pad then pen why would we trap the whole graphic of bad that’s panic sent
it’s like two polar opposites attract, its magnetic
that doesn’t mean nothing, i’m gonna be something
i know that i came from wisconsin (hey, hey, hey, hey)
off with the backpack, fly off the rails
talking that mad smack (mad smack, mad smack)
the ground is so common, it’s logical knowledge
you’re loud and obnoxious
option to drop it, the crowd is so toxin
wait i guess i just forgotten

[verse 2]
i had forgotten to right, i had forgotten my life
stuck in the bars and the pipes, flogging a foe with a fife
locked in a cage, i’m going insane
i’m holding this game tight, broken the frames
picture the perfect condition, that’s not you
just a fraud, a fake, copy and paste
so what’s your type, what emoji gets you psyched
the loneliness with inside is only to be holding minds
a growing and glowing guide
i’m throwing and showing signs
trophies, i hold these high
i’m folding these closings right, yeah
i’m in malaise and i’m sickening with these phrases and
thickened the moral praising, i’m raising the mortal aching
afraid the pain and hatred won’t change
we make a statement embrace the sacred taste of the lake
gain, obtain and convey
an anomaly in this way, that’s the problem we
got to face and it’s honestly hard to play like monopoly
hard to take like a robbery, hard to face like hypocrisy
now i remember jotting these, starting a war and colony
so do you know? do you remember? do you show?
what you did, oh you don’t?
what’s the temperature of the cold, o below
’cause it’s getting there
crash the ship until the wind and air gets to bend impair the flag stab the manson, mantles standing and yeah can’t grant it
last year was a rocky start and this year is the boat settling
let that settle in, i’m the reverent
back from dead again, made me relevant
i’m in my element oh, people quit running shh
all alone out of it, never my l and mo
now it’s compet-tive, spelling the alphabet
as of now i am a narsinic, -rs-nic, narcissist
hard to grip, starting this spark i’m lit, i’m getting parkinson’s dopamine’s lowering, trouble is it could be sleeping then
throwing my clover leaves three or four loving the leeching scent
lend a hand and i will take it on this adventure i’m taking
know where it’s dark, man i ‘m blanking
cold air where for their if thinking
growing but never gloating, no rolling them papers smoking
unless i wrote on ’em smoking the rappers than i am token
oh no, the self harm goes, the drums from those
oh no, the rolling stones, the stoners role
oh no, no remorse, remorse is old
i hold a piece of gold and reap what sewed
show your face for goodness sake
good measure with a hood-less cape
couldn’t tether the hookened bait
wood and leather and sooted drapes
dirty place what had led to the shed just to rot and
i’m still trapped inside my head, wait i guess i just forgotten
how i got here?

- casey masters

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