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letra de chopped ramen - jesus h. macy

all this pain could be useful
said a this pain (could be x2)
before angry lets be truthful
all this pain could be x2

all of the good and bad days all fade
to sun lit shades of grey
that rearrange never staying the same “
see life is rarely black and white
i could never fit the stereotype
break new height everytime i take flight
yo i spit these verses like i’m in a fight for life
im throwing knives and daggers in a gun fight
until till i see a white light
shine so bright that its blinding my sight
the underdog with the strongest bite
ill stick to the shadows till they hang me from the gallows
in the river styx with no life lines or paddles breathing getting shallow
fighting all these uphill battles
just trying not to get rattled
just hope i don’t get tackled
the gloomiest optimist my birthday the apocalypse
the calendar hung itself and i can’t keep my promises
short list of accomplishments
hapinessess opposite
rarely cognizant

the anti apologist

all this pain could be useful
said a this pain (could be x2)
before angry lets be truthful
all this pain could be x2

running through the shadows in the valley of death
i’m out of breath feel the oxygen escaping my chest
i feel my demons on my tail praying i don’t misstep
low on gas desperately needing rest
put my faith to the test
i stay swerving the cliches and tropes
it’s hard to breathe with the worlds choke hold on ya throat
im running off fumes and know i can’t live off of hope
i’m getting tired of the mirrors and smoke
i can’t cope
ya
frostbite on my finger tips
tripping i can’t get a grip
should just run away and dip
cross my fingers and live with it
but a life living through fear
is a life i refuse to lead
could never be chained down
i would rather die running free
my
head full of tension
can’t lessened my depression
cause the money turned to stressing
and p-ssion becomes obsession
lessons turned to sessions
venting become confessions
there’s more i haven’t mentioned
but im tryna count my blessings

all this pain could be useful
said a this pain (could be x2)
before angry lets be truthful
all this pain could be x2

neutral on a moving train
acid rain inside my veins
speak that yetti ghetto slang
need fetti to catch a plane
xannies couldn’t numb this pain
or fixed the f-cked inside my brain
would fake my death change my name
but the feeling would stay the same
never change its just the way i was born
tryna make it out the eye if the storm
was afraid and unsure
tryna stay sane ans remain pure
but all they wants that encore
they just want more
i wish y’all godspeed
sleepwalking through my daydreams
lately the days seem to blend
like enemies and friends
i can’t tell the difference
tryna see through the glitches
even practiced forgiveness
but i can still feel the st-tches
you can’t move forward if you always looking back
but history repeats itself and that right there’s a fact
so should i stand still or just go for the k!ll
uncertain
i dont know how to feel
can’t tell whats real like

- jesus h macy

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