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letra de look in my eyes - motown rage

[verse 1]
why am i so depressed, feel the world is on my chest
i can’t get no sleep at night
bags under my eyes, they show no rest
try to self-medicate with nicotine and alcohol
but that just leave me feeling empty battling addiction all
f-cked up, never really feel i got my mind right
this rap sh-t ain’t working out, when will i get my limelight?
i can’t do it forever, i ain’t making no cheddar
devil got a strangle hold, he’s gripping it upon me
telling me that i should do wrong
and i know he wants to harm me
but the voices in my head, they telling mе that wrong is right
and if i’m in the dark long enough, maybe i will see thе light
my display my black soul, why i have an empty heart
got to be a reason things are slowly tearing my apart
hollywood endings, those are only for the movies
revolver loaded on the table, screaming, “you should use me!”
[pre-chorus]
i just want my life to be perfect

[chorus]
pain, a little bit of strain
you think i’m unstable, when you look in my eyes
pain, a little bit of strain
you think i’m unstable, when you look in my eyes
pain, a little bit of strain
you think i’m unstable, when you look in my eyes
pain, a little bit of strain
you think i’m unstable, when you look in my eyes

[verse 2]
how’d i end up this way? maybe look into my past
product of a broken home, i guess that would begin my path
of self-destructive behavior
or maybe some would say that it’s just part of my nature
played a major part
moms and pops mixing up the dna
all that’s just what happens
when you shuffled around from place to place
at such an early age, paying for their mistakes
not understanding, so i’m thinking that it’s me to blame
therapy was just a waste, spilling all my problems out
having to relive them when i hear them coming out my mouth
see, to me there is no doubt, it started this self-hating sh-t
why as a man i show no love, and i’m no good at relationships
don’t think that i’m made for this
my thoughts are racing back and forth
a little piece of inner peace, the one thing that i’m asking for
lord knows my life never ended up the way i planned it
so i’m one bad choice away from leaving off this f-ckin’ planet
[pre-chorus]
i just want my life to be perfect

[verse 3]
razor to wrist, bullet to skull
hand full of pills, go to sleep in the tub
noose on the neck, slowly choke the life
i should end it all tonight

- motown rage

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