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letra de misunderstood - hack naja

[verse 1: hack naja]
sometimes i feel like there’s no one who can see who i really am
like my thoughts are s-d-stic, like i’m the son of sam
people look down, and frown, or be f-ckin’ turnin’ backs
when i’m alone is the only time i can really relax
i’ve known rejection since before i understood the word
and i gave em all pain?
every time the blame’s put on me, it’s absurd
how can these people all around me be so devilish?
if that’s what’s normal, accepted, then i will never wish
to be in your graces, your faces, they f-ckin’ make me sick
made me feel wrong all along, for the choices that i picked
pushed me away when you played, back when we was just some kids
then wondered why hatred motivated the things i did
people can’t understand this anger that i keep inside
they’re not concerned with what burns in my core, i’ve been denied
so look away when you see me, but believe me when i say
that one day you’re gonna pay for your misguided ways

[hook: ian]
won’t you come and take a ride with me
see all the pain that i see
my story is coming to an end
and i will end up dead
wasting away
just wasting away

[verse 2: hack naja]
i’ve been an outcast, ever since i was young
grew up as a hated child and started f-cking with guns
i choose to take my anger out on those who prey on the weak
cause in their eyes i see the things that made my outlooks oblique
you know the weird kid, the one left out back in school
the one who was always pushed away by those who thought they were cool
yeah that’s me, or at least that’s who i was
people never saw my reasons, never got to be cousins
so they turned away, but today’s a new day
and i’ve got the means, i’ve got the way to make em’ hear what i say
so now i pray, that people let me explain
that all these evil thoughts like murder plots, they come from the pain
the pain i felt as a child, who seemed to never fit in
and now the power that this pistol brings me, lets me begin
to force the faces of cowards to look me right in the eyes
so they can see their own lives, i like the look of previse

[hook]

[bridge: ian]
it’s true that my hurt won’t go away
i take these pills and lose my faith
i can’t stand lookin’ at myself
i sit here, and burn inside my h-ll
hopin’ someone could save me
maybe i do need therapy
there’s not much left for me to say
i just pray and hope for better days

[verse 3: ian]
yo, i love her, she hates me
i’m breakin’, it takes me
to a dark place, cuttin’ my face
and i’m pacin’, heart racin’, cold sweats
procrastinatin’ or detonatin’ and facin’ the fact
that i’m slowly fadin’, debatin’ my death, clenchin’ my chest
im over stressed, depressed
and got these problems in my head that i can’t seem to fix
life is seeming pointless, anything to get affixed
and deal with my miserable existence
until i’m out this b-tch

[hook]

[verse 4: damien]
it never was supposed to be like this
i guess i’m at peace when i slit my wrist, and spit the blood in your face
but instead i crack this bottle of e&j and drink my pain away
i’ll say it nice, it will get better
surrounded by crumbled paper, rewriting my last letter
am i forever cursed to be hurt?
just the worst type of person that you ever f-ckin’ seen on this earth
take my last ride in a he-rs-, i don’t even deserve that
just leave me hacked up in a trash can on 22nd ave
you think i give a god d-mn if i die?
you think i give a f-ck that my soul’s bout’ to fry?
why my soul so misunderstood? headed to my grave early
shout out to all my homies from around me, cause i’ve been rockin’ every city
now bury my body with bottle a bacardi, and make me a party in h-ll
fillin’ my body with sh-lls of my shotty, dumped in my eternal cell

[hook]

- hack naja

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