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letra de hotel session 5.0 one mic - dillon chase

(verse 1 )

dear… i can’t even write your name
a sniper aimed
at tired lames
inside of chains
a bully
who makes every victim think that you’re the hero
a cruel creep
you wound the weak and then promise to be close
to heal the pain that paralyzes their brain
met you in first grade
terrified of your reign
you hide in a container but you are never contained
you love to keep secrets
but you’ll lie to spread your fame
you’ll detonate on the desolate
you’ll destroy a whole family for the heck of it
you are nothing to mess with it’s evident
the way you get inside the head of the
prisoner you keep until they dead to us
they fled from love
you put them in a cell
manipulate them as well
until they think embracing their captor is how they’ll prevail
but it fails
to the frail you feed em fear till they’re pale
you tell the proud they’re strong and wait for them to derail
i wish i could corner you then send you to the coroner
deplorable a menace don’t deserve a memorial
it’s horrible the horrors you haunt me with to this day
thought that you would go away in my 30’s but you betray
tried to take my mom at 38 send her to an early grave
held her back like a vertebrae
kept her from the pearly gates
the world embraces your pretty face
you paint up to pretend
like you are only a little way
to stay up with your friends
but i have a hope out of your reach you cannot tread on to
your greatest fear is not to be dead but a spectacle
to be alive and well but have the whole world dead to you
no longer lured in by the lies that you fed them through
death to tunes you sang in the tone of temptation
rescued by someone greater than any weapon you’re waving
i saw my mom break free from the regime instated
i saw my god resurrect every dream you deflated
you enslave millions
have them neglecting their children
i feel the rage building
but i can’t wrestle a feeling
i wish i could beat you
for every addict you cling to
i wish i could defeat you
for every child you eat through
i must admit it’s
tough to live with
i trust the risen
will come for victims
you must diminish
your clutch will give in
when his touch is given
so i never stop praying against the blood you spilling
dear drug addiction

- dillon chase

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