Nothing’s Left

Verse One : (Slick Ross)
1,2,3,4

I was taught that if i can count
Then i would count, by adding my mind and heart to the worlds total amount
From early on i used to doubt it
The followings a true story, so listen up, cause i won't shout it

I remember being 10, sitting in my bed
Most kids my age thought their life was set
I was trying to imagine what it would feel like to be dead
Just out of morbid curiousity, i was not depressed

I wanted to know what nothing felt like
And its ironic cause in that moment, something felt right
I gained bittersweet perspective
Was no longer scared of getting in trouble
Cause theres no trouble when life has ended

And now i kill myself by living
Instead of killing myself to make a living
Back and forth my live pivots
But i ain't feeling tight because the sky is where my chin is

Chorus: (Slick Ross)
We give away ourselves
Which each new lie that we tell
Hands down my throat into my chest
Reach for my soul but nothings left
We give away ourselves
Which each new lie that we tell
Hands down my throat into my chest
Reach for my soul but nothings left

Verse one: (Synakill)
I been picking up these pieces
I been fighting off these demons
I've been lookin to find a reason
I've been fighting to keep on breathing
But why? I mean, Honestly, What's the point of it all?
Was it encoded in my DNA? Addiction, Depression, Destined to fall
They say I shouldn't hate myself, But isn't it honestly my fault?
I made my decisions, Hard to live with, Wish for a bullet in my skull
They say the past is the past, but whats left after the collapse?
They say they see I've changed, But I look at myself, I can't
Nothing left of my soul to cleanse, I'm just the shell of a man
Love is spoken in a language I can never hope to understand
God damn. I hate that
Honestly, Do you think there's a way that I can change that?
I feel so empty, Like I lost myself, How can you replace that?
Nothings left, Nothing to lose, Gimmie a chance, i'mma take that

Chorus: (Slick Ross)
We give away ourselves
Which each new lie that we tell
Hands down my throat into my chest
Reach for my soul but nothings left
We give away ourselves
Which each new lie that we tell
Hands down my throat into my chest
Reach for my soul but nothings left

Verse two: (Synakill)
Chemical dependencies almost ended me
Addiction ripped into my heart, Left it dead to me
Musical therapy rejuvinates it with in these beats
Still depressed, still suicidal, But I found my release
At least in this moment, I'm in touch with some emotions
I can feel my heart, I can expose it, And show it
Plant the seeds of a connection, See if it grows quick
Building something new out of the pieces that were broken
I ain't got shit to hold on to, So now I'm lookin for something new
Wear my heart on my sleeve, So you can see how it's bruised
A past of toxic relationships, bullies, and drug abuse
But I survived all that shit, to drop these tracks as my fuck you
Now I'm still stugglin day to day, But aye, I'm not stressin
Slowly taking these steps to get outta the mess I'm in
Sure there's still set backs, But they're just lessons
I don't believe I can find redemption, But I'm so tired of this dead end

Chorus: (Slick Ross)
We give away ourselves
Which each new lie that we tell
Hands down my throat into my chest
Reach for my soul but nothings left
We give away ourselves
Which each new lie that we tell
Hands down my throat into my chest
Reach for my soul but nothings left