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letra de breathe - murdock

(verse 1)
momma never said something so truthful as
holding me crying saying “this too shall p-ss”
words were fuel to put me back on a useful track
repeat them to myself every brutal attack
the only problem is i feel that i move too fast
stressin’ over how long my youth will last
now i miss them simple days where i would just pray away and my problems were all solved at communal m-ss
as a baby i was baptized, till i capsized, felt that all my life i was living under fat lies
now i stay up inside and get mad high, let that childlike mind just p-ss me right by
i would wake up every morning, mom would drive me to school
cl-sses started getting boring so i would just act a fool
i’d make the whole cl-ss laugh, problems then were minuscule
now i’m waking up hungover in the late afternoon
the problem is this solemn kid couldn’t handle a full blown subconsciousness
and now i feel impoverished and exhausted because the thought of being social is monstrous
now i’m overly cautious and i just agree
every single girl is flawless and out of my league
chained down by being nauseous when i used to be free, but at the end of the day, i just wanna be me but

(hook)
every time i open my mouth and i try to vocalize, i find
my throat begins to close up and i hold all of my feelings inside, my mind
these hungover mornings i lay in my bed and just rewind
stressing over stupid sh-t i probably didn’t say last night

(verse 2)
momma never said something so truthful as
holding me crying saying “this too shall p-ss”
words were fuel to put me back on a useful track
repeat them to myself every brutal attack
now i’m 23 years old and i’m face to face
with this grown me so i stand and contemplate
staring in the mirror all day and just debate, now that i’m an adult was it worth the wait?
i got no clue what i’m doing this generation is losing their godd-mn minds when they graduating from schooling
examinating my ruins, they asking me how i’m doing
i say i can’t complain, this migraine keeps on pursuing
tourette’s is on fire, stress has got me in a chokehold
turning down opportunities just by the boatload
ditching auditions, positions switching, i’m the joke yo
i got my own ambitions, i don’t want to go broke though
persona’s in remission, who i was when i was young
he has been laid to rest from always biting his tongue
i repeat these mantras back when i’m feeling high strung
breathing in to rediscover my voice through my lungs but

(verse 3)
the time is now…
i am in control…
unconditional love…
om…
meditation slips me into my mind it’s all fine
anxiety declines, full thoughts they align
at peace with myself i feel so divine but why does the me that shine have to be so confined?
we all have a voice that deserves to be heard
expectations of oneself can make these words blurred
ideas differed, dismissed as absurd, thinking everyone hates you no proof, just inferred
i love my godd-mn self, i wanna shout it from the rooftops
give back to my community and bring from the boondocks
have us come together, no more drama with the blue cops
the only thing shooting through the night is the moonrocks
so blast your boombox cause i’ve got so much to say
i’ve got alb-ms to drop and mistakes to make
i’ve got hearts to break and i’ve got love to give
i guess what i’m saying is i just gotta live and i’m gonna
cause this too shall p-ss
but until then…

- murdock

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