Breathe
Pardon me
Its getting really hard to breathe
My apologies
Im sick of all these Wanna be's
'Bout the Harmonies
Not about the Hard money
You start talking cheese
is when they start to actin funny
My body aches
As my eyes start to dilate
I lay awake
A migraine
My mind can't escaped
These iron gates
Higher stakes
My heart feels like fireplace
Wanna start over wipe the entire slate
Why the tired face
Oh its an acquired trait
When you contemplate
Death and just want it to accelerate
Like a grenade
Im'a 'bout explode
I would try to escape
But there ain't no one on earth to hold
There we go
Im lonely
No one even knows me
I try to be myself
But that shit seems so fuckin' phony
Its bologna
How alone he is
I say to the mirror
I'm talking to myself
Cuz ain't nobody fuckin' here
God was my therapist
He canceled all our sessions
I'm guessing
I questioned
His methods
Cuz now I don't feel his presence
Got tired of hearing 'bout his
Stupid fucking blessings
If you follow all his lessons
You get to be with him in heaven
Fuck that
Its cool tho
You do you boo
Guess i'm koo koo
I don't believe in what you do
Why do you believe in life after death
When were dead that's it
Thats just common fuckin sense
But the bible says thou shall not be afraid
Yet they motivate you by fear
They just wanna get paid
Its really fucking clear
How they manipulate you this way
If you don't believe today
Then in hell you rot away
Money is power
And power is people
The people give money to the fucking cathedral
As we know
Money is the root to all evil
Religion runs us
"In god we trust"
Thats just
My thoughts
Don't mean to sound ignorant
I'ma ticking time bomb
And I'm too sick to run
Take my gun
Shit I'm just playing around
But if we talk about love
That's nowhere to be found
Cuz my generation is full of stupid fucking savages
Thinking love is a game not sure what a full package is
Guess im'a activist
Trying to solve a problem
They trying to explain what love is
They using to much adjectives
All they on are acid trips
All I want are platinum hits
I can not even fathom this
I wanna find some maxim chicks
Fuckin' hypocrite
Though u on love magnet status shit
I am I just don't wanna end up
With some
Random
Flatten tits
But
Beggars can't be choosers
That's why I'm a fucking loser
My head hurts from the rumors
I'm tired of hitting the snoozer
I wanna just sleep
Or even close my eyes
But I can't not rest
Because I'm on my grind
I'm on my rise
And now is my time
And if I close my eyes
I won't see the horizon
I'm written to heighten your knowledge
I'm fighting the dikes who demolish
I abolish symbolic rappers
All they want is what's inside your wallets
Flow is flawless
The tallest
Always fall the hardest
I'm the smallest
All this
Nonsense
Makes me fuckin' nauseous
Be cautious
Of your couscous
Count out all your losses
Way out all of your options
Emotions are broken like drippin' faucets
I'm tired of being hired in
Jobs I have no desire in
I rather be inspiring
or admired for my entire cypher
I'm differently wired
Its given me this fire
Triumphantly I aspire
To be higher than your savor
Save it for later
Gotta saber like Vader
My hate enters from anger
My heart sank like an anchor
Still aiming for fame
While y'all yanking my chain
But I could honestly careless
Cuz y'all ain't even in my lane
I ain't got time for no fake shit
I'm better just face it
I don't even need to flex
Cuz shit i'm straight out the basement
If you lie and say you hate it
If you even try to say shit
Ask David where your face went
Cuz your face will hit the pavement
Bitch
Watch your mother fucking language
You're talking to me
So know where the fuck your frame is
Will someone please explain to me what the fuck fame is
Is being famous
As dangerous
As my motha fucking aim is?
Ha I'm just talking some shit
But lately I've been making change
And haven't spent my two cents
im to dense
But my relentless side of me
Won't let my eyes to see
My odyssey
Cuz obviously
I just need some
Time to breath
I just need to breathe
I just need to breathe
No Internet
No cigarettes
I just need sometime to breathe
I just need to breathe
No Internet
No cigarettes
I just need to breathe
Autor(es): JASON BYNUM, NICK TREVISICK, HAYLEY WILLIAMS
