Chosen for a purpose whats the meanings of life is the question, why do I feel nervous misguided unforgiven by religion , im different independent but my wounds have reached the limit, increasing speeds hoping to diminish, im isolating myself from the evil screaming and waiting, losing patience im sorry for my creation I know the mistakes made were irreversible but im here to stay i deserve this too you say the words without precision im here to make the decision cursed since birth so fuck religion im making a transition to change my ways no need to lean on God just to recieve his praise I've made my calls for so many nights and days and he never answered, I never gave up I only gave in accepted my worth and ended the words with amen im saying im craving hunger survival of the fittest you dying if you aint greedy this life isn't what you see on TV, there's risks and sacrifice pay the price roll the dice bet it all its just a gamble till you fall weather its out of sight or in your face I take this shit not so light its not a race , im in a maze stuck fuck a phase ill state the phrase turn the page test the breaks and climb the ranks
On the spot I just listen to instrumentals and quick type at night no erasing or fixing anything I don't actually make songs or ever been in studio but I write alot
That’s impressive, very good lyrics for no erasing or anything. I definitely would not be able to do that, you should consider recording a song or two.
hey, I really like your music but the tags across the song makes it hard to really enjoy because it feels way out of place and thus kinda kills the vibe, if you get what I mean? I believe one tag at the relative start would be enough or it at least seems to me that way...
Sento le voci sono cattive Sento il mio nome devo salire Perdo la voce per quel che devo dire Cosa devo dire non vi devo dire Niente Giro la piazza con banda Una busta in tasca nel altra la paglia Dietro la cover trovi la mappa Il filtro lo crei con cio fhe offre la casa Ritorno dalle tenebre ci ho vissuto troppo Ho visto cose tenere mi veniva lo sbocco Impresse cose macabre non gli dare ascolto Nulla sara mai facile se non gli vai incontro Dimmi ora che abbiamo risolto abbiamo litigato dentro sono morto fuori sono vivo adesso mi sono rotto il mio destino lo riscrivo di nuovo
