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letra de lost (sloth) - r-mean

[hook]
i ask people for directions but n0body ever told
when to stop, when to move, what to say, where to go
man i’m lost
lost in my thoughts and my soul
i was put out on this journey but got lost on the road
i ask people for directions but n0body ever told
when to stop, when to move, what to say , where to go
man it’s dark
dark like my heart when it broke
i was put out on this journey but got lost on the road

[verse 1]
state of depression
i’m blazing tryna tame my aggression
my spirit is dead, i’m at the wake like i’m paying respect i’m
tryna be patient
am i waiting or just wasting my seconds?
got all these dots, but got no way to connect em
i wish i erase my reflection
feel like the fifth wheel on a car that’s headed to nowhere
somebody navigate my direction
blank staring into sp-ce with no facial expression
’til i attack a blank page with a faithful confession
angels in heaven know my church is the streets
the mic booth is my confession booth, the world is my priest
and so i’m begging you to turn when i speak
and just listen as i’m attempting to unburden my grief
try to accept the truth, it hurts so i seek
for excuses, f-ck i’m a loser
cause dude i’m stuck in illusions
takes years to build trust for the future
but only suspicion, not even proof to destroy it
but who can avoid it
brick walls all around me
get taller from the ground
as i cement my thoughts
feel it tumble down like a deck of cards
they say only the dead see the end of wars
i’m still fighting, am i close to the end at all?
with zero visibility
desperately tryna turn this chaos into tranquility
feel like a tank drilling me
tryna withdraw from a blank memory bank, silly me
i set my feelings free
like a bird from a cage, i don’t think i dream
separate the mind from the heart like a guillotine
and though i try still i feel i’m falling short
dear lord, show me the way or forgive me if i get lost

[verse 2]
state of confusion
i’m racing try escaping from judas
i’m slain with contusions on my face, no erasing these bruises
internal bleeding, feel my pain, i ain’t making excuses
but my mind is running wild like its being chased by intruders
different races influenced
i pray to christ, but i strive to blow like a muslim so i grind till my paper jewish
the way to explain it to you is
kinda like shawty shaving her pubics
devil’s in disguise of an angel that’s prudent
mistakenly blaming the student as i learn from my mistakes
so i urge to use the brakes
the racing is useless
no silver spoons, i’m at a fork in the road
this knife that you calling life’s in my soul
i got enough on my plate
i might panic
as i hit rock bottom like t-tanic
feeling restless like my sabbath
i cry drastic
why lie, the rhyme’s candid
till i die and i lie in my casket
but i try to byp-ss it, been through it
with anchors attached to my ankles tryna swim through it
why did i jump on noah’s arc when it rained
i should have stayed and let the f-cking flood wash me away
a tough face, but in my heart i’m afraid
my heart’s filling up with fear like sinking boat just fills up with water, i pray
and i feel i’m sinking
sinking to the bottom as i’m shrinking
shrinking to a toddler or an infant
god has been so distant
ironic, cause the smaller i feel, the closer he gets
it goes against my instincts
and tho i try, still i feel like this is sloth
dear lord, show me the way or forgive me if i get lost

[outro]
it’s just a written reflection of my inner expression
taking my soul into another dimension
its pentagon

- r mean

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