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letra de atlas - collectivepov

[verse 1]
i’m bitter and alone
wishing that i could just get home
i’m trying to make sense
as i’m pinching the pennies i hold
i’m scr-ping at rust
while you polish your decadant gold
racking my brain
answering questions that i never thought i would know
but yet here we go
my legs are beginning to shake
wish i could shrug off the burden
my shoulders are burning and weak from the weight
sick of this prison i need to escape
a taste of my fate, n0body around
i’m alone in my problems, you’d never relate
i’m acting combative
like collective was made to debate
this feeling will pass right?
or is depression a part of me?
it’s hard to progress right?
when you’re teaching the lessons partially
intrepreting compliments like they were delivered
back handed and harmfully
i’m living my life
in the delicate balance of tension and harmony
i’m tired and afraid
but i’m driven to be something more unaware
but how could i know?
emotions i bottle are chipping the core
maybe it’s why
i’ve been looking so distant and bored
i’m treading the waters
wishing i could be swimming to shore
i feel stuck, f-ck
i barely moved forward in eight years
i was too busy chilling
i never put thought into how i would change gears
now here i am, writing of life
hoping something cascades
we’re trying to pass on our knowledge
so that we can see what’s at play here
afraid to try, why?
not good enough for a curtain call
no escape this time, nah
perhaps i deserve the fall
i can save it with a speech
but i can’t find the f-cking words at all
i vent without consideration
that i could over burden y’all
it’s not the time to run for help
competing with
i need some sleep
like i’m a shadow of my younger self
if i’m doing it for the money
my first thought is f-ck your wealth
i’m trying to progress
give value and grow into something else
the big picture’s important
but i’ve been separating the fractions
i’m either f-cking up, or on the track
it depends on who you’re asking
and i’m holding up the world
and i’m dying with these passions
i’m
atlas

[verse 2]
is this some kind of a rebirth?
rising up anew, like a phoenix from the ashes
still holding up the world
with strength of character that matches
redefined and reinforced
after several years of practice
supporting everyone i love
is why i’m titled atlas
see i can take the weight
and the pain if it progresses you
i feel the higher level that
we are both ascending to
in comparison to that
i still feel like a reckless youth
not looking for a friendship
i’m just happy that i said the truth
i’m creating who i am
by owning what’s in this elegy
i’m sending off my burdens
with these angelical melodies
and i’m pulling from my past
to share the light in painful memories
to show we’re not alone
and it’s our collective legacy

- collectivepov

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