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letra de anguish to glory - yomishious

[intro – kayla bromling]
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the only way’s not pretty
[x2]

[bridge – yomishious]
coughing blood into the sink at one in the morning
anxiety is tough
yesterday was horrible when all the people started talking

[verse 1 – yomishious]
to me as if i was a twisted kid who couldn’t keep the balance steady
the lenses of a psychologist that was trying to find a diagnosis for a condition that never existed
until they were ready to pressure me into talking about my past, thinking that something psychologically is involved in this
and it isn’t, and it wasn’t
i just got anxiety from all the doctors and the teachers, and -ssistants treating me differently
like i was either burnt up with rage or stuck on a sad and nervous page
frozen in myself, or angry at myself
in the future it would taunt me in my music, and in all of my choices that i was choosing

[chorus – yomishious & kayla bromling]
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the only way’s not pretty

collapse and can’t shake
i’ll crash into a lake
mash is what they’re doing to my brain
ash: my life, just my life
[x2]

[verse 2 – yomishious]
it made me angry
and whenever they let me out of that confined sp-ce, my mother knew something was wrong and believed it would go away by just buying me a snack from a cafe that was across the road
not knowing it would stick with me throughout my absolute life, and i’d get involved in fights on the grounds that
i was heated more over burning
having feelings like i was some kind of test subject in a sense
tight air that was an obstacle to breathe in
with the stress in a mess
i was being pressured to confess to a lie that contributed to me being dispirited to less of what i had prior to all of this starting, and as a a consequence:
i’m breaking an iceberg inward my soul
my emotions are sinking deep into the ocean, and i’m departed, now it seems that no one’s dearly hearted
i was singled out at school unfairly, then they’d try to figure out how they were gonna expel me
yeah i’m talking to you helen metcalfe, b-tch you can go to h-ll
you forced me in a well of self-hatred and wondering if i was the way they all said i was, well
the confusion either amused you, or you were simply okay with letting me revel in my own pity in depression
it’s people like you who drove me to the vicodin
though i don’t want it to appear as though i’m blaming everyone else apart from myself
when the choice was my own
back in 2016 when i’d have blown scott perkins apart
my name was something the media made me earn back
it wasn’t just them who were purposely twisting certain facts, cause they were probably paid by hollywood, or people inside the industry to kick me when i was down and cracked
so…

[bridge – kayla bromling]
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the only way’s not pretty
[x2]

[verse 3 – yomishious]
maybe it’s not a bad thing to be wired this way if in any way, i was the one to blame, for coming along in this game and possible exaggerating too much on my past pain that i use to entertain, then act like i been framed, then kick back as i get ripped apart and feeling some shame toward myself for doing it this way turning my own day to night as i fight to stray in between tones and styles like i’m crow baring open the crates
stood up and came up
and to think metcalfe tried to encourage me with taking on acting, a p-ssion of mine and say
“i hope to see you on television and in movies one day”
when i can’t even fathom why you you used a wagon to run me in the dirt and, how you could possibly say inspiring things like that to me
when taking away the most important thing from me:
education, learning and more importantly the most hardest part of my childhood, while you expect me to go on with no stutter
don’t act so fl-stered
not able to break mustard with the elements i never knew i had in me to go in full die hard mode, like a try hard

[chorus – yomishious & kayla bromling]
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the city sings to me
(ey, ah, woah)
the only way’s not pretty

collapse and can’t shake
i’ll crash into a lake
mash is what they’re doing to my brain
ash: my life, just my life
[x2]

- yomishious

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