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letra de the corruption - cubis

[intro]
the mind is a marvelous thing
it pretty much is my existence
it takes in the world and gives me an image
it’s crazy how just a few chemicals at extremely small doses
can change up your focus and create a new world which it must literally be
and gives you insight, figuratively
wisdom that leaves

[verse 1]
i couldn’t chill without a vicodin pill
i could’ve sworn that i might’ve been k!lled
but i love that stuff, before i fight it i will
take a couple more puffs off the pipe-line to sk!ll
cause it opens my mind, and i like how it feels
release the wheel and i wouldn’t steer
close my mind and my eyes to the fear
blinding, it’s weird, but my life isn’t real!
if it was, then why disappear?
i had a right to be scared, i wasn’t prepared
to spill the blood that we shared
so that’s why i’d run for the stairs
hug the drums and the snares because my love wouldn’t care
but the drugs’ll be there, yeah, the drugs’ll be there…
worse for wear, year by year, tear to tear
t–totaler – yeah right, nowhere near close enough, huh?
it gets harder to function, ain’t stopping for nothin’
the corruption

[hook: 2x]
gotta smoke just to get through the bullsh-t
gotta drink just to sleep through the nightmares
the corruption’s got me in its cool grip
the corruption’s got me in its ice stare

[verse 2]
it don’t fight fair
there’s no light here
alone in my dark thoughts, i hear
a shrill call, “will falls!”
from my nightmares and it hangs my soul
where are… those pills, b-tch?
i need to get f-cked up, i’m only human
and i don’t want to feel sh-t
til my mind does back flips and heel kicks:
mol-sses with feelings, acidic visions
vacuums of sp-ce and trapped in a prison
hackneyed impressions of actual events, past and the present
that’s so intense. comp-ssion with leverage
byp-ssing the effort, open fence:
could not ever or again feel the pleasure or the pain!
never had a treasure to regain so in the end it’s all the same
either way we die, die, it’s just that now it’s all in vain
in vein, in vain, the drugs flooding in my veins!
strangling my brain while it’s struggling to change!
i love the rush-ing to my grave, my love is pretty strange!
so much to do today, but i don’t wanna do a thing
so to bring about a dream often broke, lock and load, i just

[hook: 2x]
gotta smoke just to get through the bullsh-t
gotta drink just to sleep through the nightmares
the corruption’s got me in its cool grip
the corruption’s got me in its ice stare

[verse 3]
the more i see, the less i fear
what morals do the lessons bear?
a quarrel for a yesteryear
coronary laissez-faire
what says i care?
“to the death, i swear
or the point where all my senses fail”?
oh man, i wish you well and i never got nothing
but this whole addiction to pills
living in h-ll and i wish that i could run from the devil
oh man, i must’ve been stuck in a well
but i never really knew what to do when i’m wanting your help
when your body is telling you that you shouldn’t do what you want (if available)
but i wanna! oh, it’s not a – state of mind, it’s my soul that’s rotted
there i go, there’s my motive: when i want it, bought it
smoke the product: damiana, marijuana
your simple sentences could never match my sentiments
the censorship on my senses is… sensitive
sensibility: sinsemilla weed got me feeling chill indeed
only way i live and eat
willingly

- cubis

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