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letra de stars - centient

[chorus 1: centient]
why am i sad, why am i evil
these thoughts in my head, i’m down and it’s lethal
why am i sad, why am i evil
i’m crying in my head, i try i can’t see you
why do i live here, why can’t i feel cheer
i feel my car swerving, i’m dead and deserving
why can’t i find life, a sequel to my d-mn strife
i’d say that i’m used to dying, except when i try i’m death-defying

[verse 1: centient]
watch me, stars, watch me, stars
stars, rapping these, bars
you cannot contest with ours (you can)
you cannot contest with ours, you cannot contest with bars
you cannot, you cannot, yeah
i don’t really wanna know what makes me this way
wait all my life, ’till i die of old age
i don’t really wanna work until it’s too late
i hate when i cry, but i know it’s my mistakе
all i wanna do is make it big in some way
up late in thе dark ’till i feel okay
waiting for the day i feel a type of sane
in sync with my mind, all the time, in a way
(making it big, making it big, making it big, making it big, yeah)
[chorus 2: centient]
why am i sad, why am i evil
these thoughts in my head, i’m down and it’s lethal
why am i sad, why am i evil
i’m crying in my head, i’m tired of these people
why do i live here, why can’t i feel cheer
i feel my car swerving, i’m dead and deserving
why can’t i find life, a sequel to my d-mn strife
i’d say that i’m used to dying, except when i try i’m death-defying

[verse 2: centient]
i don’t really wanna know what makes me this way
wait all my life, ’till i die of old age
i don’t really wanna work until it’s too late
i hate when i cry, but i know it’s my mistake
oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh
oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh (man)
f-ck. what do i do now
born into something where i can’t get out
all my thoughts and feelings i can’t stay here when you’re meaning
just to lie and f-ck a screening, ’cause you know i’m not healing right now
ride around f-ck a sound, one day i’ll tour the world, know d-mn well no turning ’round
maintain, on my game, i’ve been rapping since the ground
only six feet soon, ’cause you know i’m underground (sh-t)
i’ve just been riding ’round town (sh-t)
no bands but been stepping bounds (sh-t)
no man’s gon’ f-ck with your sound, you mumble and drown, in 808 sounds (sh-t)
i’ve just been looking at wrists, no diamonds found, but at least no scars either
been working on either or trying new feelings for
making some music i pick up some new tips
f-ck, with it, if you tryna run it down
bucks, get it, when i spit you run around
duck, hit it, don’t f-ck, hit em, buck back
break a back, tryna make a living let alone a rack
f-ck, b-tches, just the name, no, not the dame
maintain, all the good feelings when they’re in my brain
seratonin got me feeling like i made it, sound the same
sh-t’s to blame, when i get the mood, flying in my flames (god d-mn)
and you know it’s life, f-ck it not ending my strife
yet i took a minute just to unwind and admit it
life’s a b-tch and ain’t gon’ get it calling quits man, that’s a sentence
come on now tell me why, every d-mn time you lie
break into tears, crying and hearing you saying it’s the last time
f-ck it’s real count by the second depression gon’ hit me, gon’ teach me a lesson that
life is a b-tch and crying is amending, no sending notes after your past life
on my last life gripping the pain, all my life seething through grit and disdain
part of the reason i keep myself plain, they don’t know the real thoughts that
go through my brain, the thoughts in my notes
gon’ keep a tech close if they try to try me
ain’t no point lying to get behind me
the throne that i sit on is that of some sh-t on my mind, come now let’s try and rewind
remember the times that i came up and made sh-tty lines
they all thought that was divine
made a few beats off some sheets that i looked up online
where the times went i am blind
now i’m just sitting relaxed and reclined
trying to find somewhere deep in my mind, so i can find
proof that i’m not stupid chasing dreams that will get me down
and just useless to humanity
f-ck humanity these days, everyone just tryna get me down and set me up, wait
i’m just tryna make a song or two right in my living room
there’s no catch to my rest, just a lonely tune
[outro: centient]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i tried enough but
maybe it’s not for me
god knows i made a d-mn good enemy

- centient

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