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letra de dark place - h$ (aus)

[chorus]
i’m tryna stay positive i’m loosing all my energy, all these dark thoughts giving power to the enemy
i’m sick of negativity the way that it be sending me to this dark place on the way to insanity

[verse 1]
back in this dark place brain going off on my heart ache
so my thoughts running at a fast pace like usain in his last race
what’s going on man i can’t say, don’t even know where to start ay
probably fake i’m making it up it’s cutting me like a sharp blade
maybe my brain is just stuffed from the drugs maybe i’m taking too many
negativity got me all stuck in the mud and i’m waiting for someone to get me
i’m thinking i’ve run out of brothers to love and i’m feeling like i don’t have any
but that is my mind making it up cause really i know i got plenty
the devil is lying to me trying to get me to run away from my god
i’m feeling angry i’m feeling hopeless i don’t know where i’m gone man i’m lost
stuck in my room with nothing to do brother, i just wanna be a boss
but i gotta get offa’ my -ss, cause nothing comes without a cost
i’m feeling hungry, hungry for change, for so long i was stuck in my ways
kicking back and do nothing for days, getting so bored that i’m bugging again
but i’m done with it ay i’m getting back up and i’m buzzing away
i’m done with the pain it’s up in the flames, running amuck and i’m loving the taste

[chorus]
i’m tryna stay positive i’m loosing all my energy, all these dark thoughts giving power to the enemy
i’m sick of negativity the way that it be sending me, to this dark place on the way to insanity
i’m tryna stay positive i’m loosing all my energy, all these dark thoughts giving power to the enemy
i’m sick of negativity the way that it be sending me to this dark place on the way to insanity

[verse 2]
back with these thoughts, cover my head with the hoodies from jackets i bought
demon’s attacking my fort, i just need to find a p-ssion i thought but nah
my rapping is lord i’m slacking in sport these feelings of sadness smacking my jaw
all of this madness cracking the walls of my heart and it’s dragging me back to this war
used to be bashing my door, racking from stores, ran outa money i’ll have some of yours
taxing the cash from my dad it was stashed at the back of his drawers
thought i was a gangster, cause my flow is harder than niagara falls
i don’t wanna work for the devil that ain’t something i ain’t backing at all nah
spent a couple years in a bad state, years poured down the drain
tryna find a buzz and walk round for days and whatever it was i’d sure found a way
sweet i’ve scored call round my mates, we can smoke a small mountain range
i need to escape report sounding strange i was hearing the lord call out my name like
what’s going on where you at son?
why you hanging out where the rats run?
why you tryna act like a bad one ?
why you doing everything your dad done?
why you gotta get so mad you’re making your mum sad, son?
don’t act like you don’t know right from wrong
i know you ain’t that dumb come on son, i know you ain’t that dumb
i’ve got no regrets even though i did loads that i don’t respect i won’t forget
the times that i smoke the sesh, it all fun and games i was so depressed
no joke i was hopeless no defence, went into psychosis broke my head
most of my own bros didn’t know the stress, i was tryna find home on this road ahead
and i found it now i’m getting this money and saving it like an accountant
ain’t buying ounces i ain’t about it, i’m jumping on planes and i’m bouncing
no lies i gotta thank god for everything i have, if you tryna find joy you ain’t get it in a bag (nah)

- h aus

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