Madman’s Memoirs

[Verse 1: Adverse]
Sometimes, the sunshine is grey as fuck…
And if I bathed in it’s decay and rust…
I’d probably feel less like shit then I have lately
With more security, and way more safety
I understand why blood drips from cut wrists
Why the damage from scars will never be undid
Why the sanity of humanity is constantly in question
Scenes like these is why they callin my depressin
I’m just searchin for equality, a balance in life
Between bright smiles and going out of my mind
Should I press reject when god sends his call
The prettiest flowers die n the greenest leaves fall
I wonder if I surround myself in a barrage of sluts
To create my wonderland, a mirage of love…
Am I alive or dead? And is there any use wonderin?
They say they love me, is there any truth under it?

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I could probably live to be one hundred n eighty
I’d still be asking life what have you done for me lately?
Come get your son, this fucker is crazy
I’m still asking life what have you done for me lately?
Ultimatum, with the gun off the safety…
I’m just wondering what have you done for me lately?
HUH?
What have you done for me lately? X2

[Verse 2: Adverse]
I see why the smoker smokes n the alky sips
Trying to turn shit to gold like an alchemist…
I see why the regular man is going out his wits
And why the average person feels so powerless
Life is a one way trip, no sequel is done…
I reason with death and why he has to come
I see why every dreamer always wakes up…
I see why the prettiest women hide behind make up
We can’t live forever nor should we ever wish to
The pain of severance is what we sever wrists to
I’m a pessimist, but some are behind the scenes
Often unspoken but deep in their eyes is grief
I see why older people have looks of defeat n fault
What’s left to achieve when we reach the wall?
What’s the use of living a life with no purpose?
Tears always dry, but scars are tied to the surface

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Hiatus]

[Hook]