Maze [Prod. CUB$] by 8corpses published on 2022-03-05T03:57:36Z LYRICS: Till the day my brain goes kaput I stay an open book tryna be creative Like prison ink out of soot It’s not advised to dive into every nook But the looky loo Can’t help but eagerly take a look We try to build comfort around all this chaos Rather than facing the chaos and finding comfort in one way or another People always want a filter And not face the truth one way or another This mayhem that dwells between my ears Is home to insanity I always hear That chatter is a constant reminder That one day I will disappear Death is around the corner So why cut your life shorter A lot of us are master manipulators Masking our behavior So good Even to self we became liars basically tryna put out the fire By throwing a lighter Telling each other That was water I’m tired of seeing my people die It’s sad when the only thing That’s keeping you alive is also the thing destroying your life Sometimes there’s thing you can’t rectify Not anodyne Ecclesiastes 9:5 Quintessential example why I dont ever want to work a nine to five Went from seeing stars in the sky To stars on the ceiling from inmates sharpening makeshift knives made it out of that alive I’m living proof That something can come from nothing What is stopping you So many precarious factors Man it’s treacherous Honestly im speechless Naivety It’s ubiquitous If I said I wasn’t ignorant That would be ridiculous I would be a hypocrite So many things can take us out So why spend times short amount Drowning yourself in self doubt For me Sunday’s turned to some days And some days turned to everyday now everyday turned to any hour Now I’m stuck here Ascertaining whether I have Willpower This mental illness Man It loves to devour But the last thing I should do Is give in and cower Hopefully it will blow over seen so many cadavers That’s it’s done a number I will take you out of my life Quicker than a Freeloader dissecting a vehicle Of its catalytic converter Nothing to confess Not observing Yom Kippur These youngins nowadays Trigger happy with the chopper But chasing dreams They’re reluctant as a shooter Hesitant to shoot their shot To make their life better Gotta Break through that wall Like the Byzantine Empire Do what you Want before You expire ONCE YOURE AN ADDICT ALWAYS AN ADDICT JUST LIKE A SCHIZOPHRENIC Hearing chatter In their attic YOU’LL ALWAYS THINK ABOUT IT Like Newton’s third law That would be the grave you dug in Sobriety ain’t no cure It’s just another habit of abstaining yourself As an addict Chronic got me coughing from the smoke if the smoke Is why I end up in a coffin I’m not carin like some Karens Made so many idiotic decisions Make sure you’re headed In the right direction Or your head might become a stain At the intersection like a Jackson Pollock In a exhibition Are you really livin the life You wanna to be livin I can get caught up In the shoulda coulda wouldas Maze in my head Got me got me hopping mantra to mantra most beautiful things in this era Can be toxic like a poinsettia Genre 8corpses Comment by Alex T Shit is a masterpiece 🤧 💪 2023-04-23T08:04:05Z Comment by 8corpses @jay-freak-691634296 🖤🎱💀 2022-04-13T20:42:33Z Comment by Alex T 🖤 2022-03-30T21:35:13Z Comment by Resolute111 😌😌❤️🔥🔥💯 2022-03-30T16:18:37Z Comment by FreightLörris23 nice one 💯🇩🇪 2022-03-29T14:26:37Z Comment by CUB$ 🐀🐀🐀 2022-03-26T15:35:59Z