Could Get Better

[Verse 1: IAME]
As I stare deep into the eyes of a broken promise, facing the mirror
Read between the lines I hope that God is here
I know regardless, my heart is with it, yo
I'm holding on, it's honestly the hardest in the winter
When the skyline stays the same shades of grey
Invades the light, shining sun rays
We laid a waste-induced escape into a purple haze
Blaze stays confused, dreams deferred like Langston Hughes
The rain's my muse and I fuse together moods
And whether to move whomever I choose
Instead of the tools getting pulled out and clapped
I just zone out and rap to deal with the bullshit
Cause there's a whole lot of that
And it don't stop

[Bridge]
Another day goes by, another dream gets crushed
Until the day we die, these broken wings ain't much
But we can still get high

[Verse 2: Gold]
And I the gem I analyse by an eye from an eye code
With a psyche that will exchange blows with highs and lows
And I know no happiness, just cyclones of three gig eye poems
Hazardous sideshows, haggard and hung-over it
Over the hill I go
I'm not fallin' off, I'm just growin' old
Young man with a weathered soul
And whether you know or not, I'm a substance sectioned in a self-destructed melting pot Hold your head, rock steady, steady rock
Let me talk, well alright, I need to find a new me
My gears are rusted over and my tank has a leak
Ghost rider, two clicks out the driver's seat
As for now, it's just a safety belt, I wish my ma could find the receipt
100 miles per hour on a one-way, no time to retreat
It seems the second before you die is the second you believe

[Bridge]
Another day goes by, another dream gets crushed
Until the day we die, these broken wings ain't much
But we can still get high

[Verse 3: Gold & IAME]
And God knows I need it
Up and above the clouds and sun try to take it in just how he sees it
And freeze it for a second, gain perspective on the reason why
Such a lovely thing's so ugly inside
What takes a man to his last nerve?
And makes goodbye, cruel world, famous last words
I ponder in a pap's blur two rock bottoms past yours
When they blast first and justify later
Got no love for thy neighbors
Rather keep a brother under than just be your brother's keeper
You too weak to hold him up, so you let him plummet beneath you
Peep the script, read the signs, we live in the last days
And when these lights and raps fade, I'm just another masked face
In between dead letters and question marks, like a backspace
I've only seen better days than perfect dogs in a glass case
And I only think this sets us apart, a defendant of art and bad taste
It's like the difference between pieces of mastic hearts
Is where you sign your last name
It's all the same, no one's different, no one's playing out debauchery
When it takes one dose of life, no hope in a bloody knife for doctors to talk to me
Insurance-free, insurance-free
Until you get your bill of health, like Mr. Bagwell
This is how much it costs for you not to kill yourself
And with that said, I'm playing Russian Roulette
Five bullets in a six-shooter, like how many shots do I got left?
But then I guess this all a test, so I put it down
Light one up, I'll try my best to stick around
But now I'm just stuck

[Outro]
Yeah, gotta keep going
Yo, hold your head up, take life as it comes
Another day goes by
Another dream gets crushed
Until the day we die
These broken wings ain't much
But we can still get high