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letra de 3.2 the deal - ilia kukava (ilockey)

[intro]
actually that’s creepier deal than to make a deal with a devil

[chorus]
i sold my reality to the phantasm i dreamt of
now it’s time to redeem
and asked the owner to show me good ‘fore i own
to make sure it’s worth living

[verse: 1]
i’ve come up to the stage but this crowd doesn’t know me
but that won’t slow me down while my passion goes deep
i’ve just cut down my goosebumps, soon they will grow in
and sweat on my skin and blood inside gets solid
who the f-ck is this? they hear just words and melody
and i, i feel these lyrics with it’s beatz
i see all the metaphors and rhymes i spit i know why they exist
from how it was started and where and when it’s gonna be finished
but i have no idea to where it leads to
all i wish is not to stay alone within this sh-t
i don’t want to be captivated here inside this borders
so grabbing a shovel is the only way to extend it
if this emotion won’t k!ll me here on a stage
i will open my eyes and wake
despite my endeavour the picture is unchanged
it seems like that’s my mind ill-strates
reality is the time that the falseness wastes
[chorus]
i sold the reality to the fantasm i dreamt of
now it’s time to redeem
and asked the owner to show me goods ‘fore i own
to make sure it’s worth wishing
he’s not been telling me the whole truth so long
cuz he’s down so simply
i am full of strange doubts and such creepy thoughts
i’m drowning in darkness within

[verse 2]
from the angry relatives to the neighbours and closest friend
all these people are against my acknowledgement
right now i bumped into the origin of my strength
that’s made the greatest contribution to my passion
the stage is still the floor of my room which is cold
everything is great cuz my emotion warms me up as well as my fans on the walls
i still hear this motherf-ckin noise clinging to my soul
how pitiful i am i sing into my phone as if it was my microphone
(everything is great) but soon this stage is fading away and the mic is gone
soon i notice my fans are freezed like these walls
soon i realize i’m alone these are what only my mother knows
now my fears ask me if that was the reason why my reality’s been sold
i know the answer but answering is too hard
pains send fears to me from the reality to wake me up
that’s why they are called pains and fears and not lighters to illuminate the dark path
we like playing the game without looking under our cards
(the deal is done)
if you give a one handed man a missing leg he’ll run, run and run
whereas 2 legged man doesn’t even have the guts to stand up
if this sucker was made of metal he would be eaten by rest and rust
please, tell me, why the f-ck does he want to die last
[chorus]
i sold my reality to the phantasm i dreamt of
now it’s time to redeem
and asked the owner to show me good ‘fore i own
to make sure it’s worth living
picture paints a thousand words, my lord!
but still this is missing
he’s been trying to hide something so long
that’s why it’s worth wishing
i sold my reality to the phantasm i dreamt of
now it’s time to redeem
and asked the owner to show me good ‘fore i own
to make sure it’s worth living
picture paints a thousand words, my lord!
but still this is missing
he’s been trying to hide something so long
that’s why it’s worth wishing

[outro]
you assess which is creepier deal

- ilia kukava ilockey

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