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letra de how i've been/ the reason is - kizwald

[part 1: how i’ve been]

[verse 1: kizwald]
yeah
it’s best to bless it with a doper mind
this dopamine is kicking me
i’d rather sit around and cry
that’s the issue
psilocybin brings out my event horizon
take me holy, never lowly
we gon’ make it out the city
hear me out (hear me out)
just hear me out (just hear me out)
one more time pretty please
i’ve been begging
cleanse my doubt
never wanted to be this
seems to me god had his route
creativity is flowing
grab my hand before i drown
my pompous attitude hitting hard
my ego’s screwed
eagles in the sky relaying messages right back to you
what am i supposed to do, i’m just a f-cking kid
with a messed up mental fortitude (yeah)
[bridge: kizwald]
it’s a dreamlike scape (uh, yeah)
where we never have to move and we play all day (okay)
hurry up and tell me every feeling that you felt
don’t start bringing up the past
that’s the catalyst for fail (uh)

it’s a dreamlike scape
where we never have to move and we play all day
hurry up and tell…
tell-tell-tell

[part 2: the reason is]

[verse 2: kizwald]
hol’ on, hear me out
i can’t pay my bills
i don’t feel myself
off gas station pills
met this girl i know
she ruined my life
then she met another
said she loved him twice
said that i don’t care
go on, be a b-tch
you ain’t sh-t
where’s my time gone
twelve hours in the crib
stuck inside this coup
of my own creation
at least it’s got two doors
one to get in, one to leave
i enter quick
where’s the door, i cannot see
mixing colors
all i’m seeing, blue screens
free me now
from this pseudoatrophy
[verse 3: kizwald]
my life’s a f-cking mess
i’ve been p-ssed off and depressed
this is me at one hundred percent
no matter the weather
or how many sweaters i’m wearing
the setting is settling in
i’m still feeling the cold
it’s burning me, insightful
inciting riots, the public mass is distraught
distract us with little toys or not
that’s food for thought
but hungry minds don’t crave a change
they ache for anything to fix the pain
caused by time and stakes, by hate

- kizwald

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