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letra de lit / sanctuary (interlude) - danamic

part i – “lit”

[produced by danamic]

[verse 1]
pre-drinking, i been peaking
and i’m on a high that i been seeking
hard week, don’t matter
downing sh-t to make me feel better
i been suffocating on ordinary nothingness
society smothering & choking up my asophogus
i been going crazy, i don’t know which way to turn
and i yet yearn to be so drunk i cannot speak or slur
so i, down the vodka, couple shots
got a bit of whiskey and some jägerbombs
i used to preach about sobriety
so far gone away from what the eye can see
but i got pain and i got problems
and i lost the way to solve em

[bridge]
money in my bank account
all in, ball out, getting lit

[hook]
we getting lit
we getting lit
letting it hit
(x4)

[verse 2]
how the f-ck did i get here?
blacking out i got no fear
of another blackout & another blackout
give me one more & i’ma tap out
but another drink is a short cut
to not being down but i won’t own up
cause weakness i don’t need that
ignorance is bliss believe that
i’m a self centred -sshole
no gl-ss ever half full
and this is how i wanna be
honestly with no modesty
but i’m lying about crying
some days i feel like dying
so vulnerable, intolerable
incomprehensible, inhonourable
ignorant to myself & my issues
verbal in my disuse, of alcohol
to numb my soul to feel whole
motherf-cker telling me i got no control
but i know myself and i know who i am
even if i don’t recognise that i’m a sham
a hypocrite, i talk sh-t, and i know it
fall out, brawl out
friends going all out
i don’t listen, & i care less
i been venting that i feel stress
heartbreak, mental duress
dissatisfaction, so i need a distraction
down the vodka, up the music
highs and lows in life this is how i do it

[bridge + hook]

[verse 3]
yeah, im a drunk mess
sanity digress
my vision’s blurry right mind regress
i agress at my best friends
drinking shots to feel my pain less
vicious cycle, i feel spiteful
cause i act a fool but think i’m insightful
i got too much on my plate
and too much beef puttin me at stake
what a deadly combination, when you wanna be great
for f-ck sake
i find a purity in my insecurity
imagination’s fuel for me
and my thoughts lead to victory
but i’m stifling my creativity
cause of a midlife crisis at 18
looking both ways on a one way street
my trust is f-cked up
looking like i just woke up
light’s a blur, music’s a cure
so gone i cannot concur
where the f-ck i am, yeah
i worry about what people think
so i sink into my drink
money being spent like i ain’t living
people taking advantage but ain’t n-body giving
i’m forgetting the words to raps
puttin every person on blast
cos everytime it’s going good it never seems to last
leading to friends abandoning
emotion trafficking
drinking to get past what is happening
mixing drinks in my cup
to get a little lit, too turned up
wanna cry over why i’m hurt
but my energy’s burnt
cause it was lit

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part ii – “sanctuary (interlude)”

[produced by danamic]

[verse]
sanctuary, the place that i feel safe
where life don’t have an expiry date
the heaven and the h-ll are rolling all into one
this music, club life, its numb the pain for fun
where i dance with a stranger thinking they are a friend
but then i walk out to find there is no connection
the bright light in the black so i dont see what i lack
my confidence on 100 until the lights come back
the drop and the height of it begins to slowly disorientate
i go from dancing with the gang to trying to floor my mate
i’m intoxicating off of the booze, bright lights and the music
taking my mind, off the pain and how i got through it
the deeper i go the more shallow it seems gets
nothing but bad decisions and pained regrets
but when i’m thinking of the good times i love the club
and i keep forgetting that i was out of my mind drunk
but that’s the entry fee to this sanctuary
where all we wanna do is be a slave to the rhythm and try to be free
free our mind and our bodies whilst forgetting about the shackles
trynna forget about the big bad world & all the issues it tackles
time to take away the nostalgia filter on my life
and be honest about the events and how i feel, alright

- danamic

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