GRIP!

Death is design
Stress in my mind got me lesser at times, but to flex I'ma try
Every lesson that I learn, that's a speck in my eye
See the truth and it blinds you
Reality surprises
I used to take my 9 to 5 worries and just drown 'em in some downers
Could've found me spouting out my vomit like a fountain
Pouncing to my name on a grave
I had my fingers in a skin tight grip on the cage
With each ubiquitous phrase I enter the fray
A song can help me conquer my past or get through the day
Just how I'm feeling
Fiddle the lock, I'm rid of my chains
My demons told me I should give up, but I'm not afraid
Just stuck up in the middle of things
Which way I'm going? It's strange
I guess I'll leave it at the feet of my fate
I'm finding reason through the seed of my angst
It's just another day pleading with the ceiling to release me from hate
I'm gone