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letra de words of anguish - dezzy

(verse 1)
thoughts overflowing my mind is an ocean
recently been full of so much emotion
sat in the void alone i’m broken
no one understands the devotion
no my minds eyes are not blind, they realize that i’m nearly through with this
but if i take time to find a way to get through this abyss it becomes

less of a ch-r- and more of a cycle
so will you give me a recital
or a title, it’ll be easier to rise up and not be spiteful
but i doubt that you know this tunes for ya
cah you never gonna listen to the news that i give em, no you don’t even know that you fuel my p-ssion for the rapping sometimes

but at least i know that you’re safe and happy cos i’m going back to my school days and i’m going back to my cruel taste, sometimes man i just miss my school mates
still see some from time to time
but sometimes we don’t all see eye to eye..
cos i’m already in my gravestone on the bus home, headphones in, in my own zone
i just wanted to set a tone in the game, that was the sole purpose
everybody’s getting hurt or dying
falling into comas and i’d be lying if i said this wasn’t taking a toll but i’m just tryna put across my language, another day another bandage, maybe these words of anguish.. will get through

(chorus/interlude)

(verse 2)
and i’ve had thoughts, about my death and if i died who would come to my funeral?
whether there’d a be a crowd, a few people i know or maybe even no one at all
and maybe my music will rise and maybe my people will lie i really wouldn’t be surprised considering the kind of time that i be living in

and i haven’t even mentioned the people that i’ve lost in the last 3 years
don’t think i wanna go into that, no because i’d end up heavy with tears
but i just wanna do this music and dedicate it to them even if they ain’t here, i want to make this clear, they’re here in my music; but i feel i’m near

to the end of this chapter it’s starting again
these pages are being flipped backwards, can see these memories again and again
these pictures are always on the canvas
it may the reason i can’t sleep, and it may be the reason i can’t speak
no i can’t say for sure but the grief is getting to a point where i can’t eat

without feeling undeserving of the food that’s on my plate
questions arise like “do i deserve this?” and “has my fate been put into place?”, i’m feeling lost in this race… but i’m just tryna put across my language, another day another bandage, maybe these words of anguish.. will get through

- dezzy

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