Lyrics




My head is heavy, no crown or weight upon
Worms embedded all lay awake with songs
Pray for their escape, air they wait upon
See the light of day suffocate at dawn
Play another role, play another song
Play with all these words, spread like plague anon
Don the role of pawn, weigh the pros and cons
Take what i can get and take a shot thats long
I have ideas, can't put them in words
Eyes dont seem to focus, strain to see my works
I been feeling hopeless, write away the hurt
Eyedea said kill the king. Royal search
I been writing frantic, tryna jot a verse
William s. Inspired, loaded answer search
Bleed away the scribbles, gotta make it work
My souls in every album, tell me what I'm worth
Seems I'm only writing so that I can vent
Tryna do what's right maybe make ammends
I been fighting monsters with a mighty pen
Exorcise them but theyre bulking up again
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know it shows
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know it shows
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know it shows
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know
Under stress, I'm a fucking mess
You can see it when I speak, all that I express
On a crazy train Sabbath on express
Fuck the coven, I am peaced when I am sexed
I am piece of fact, mostly made of fiction
Find the truth I bury in my diction
Found a truth I buried in addiction
Hurried towards affliction, Hunter S. Type mission
Tell me what I'm missing, Saw the light and missed it
I am in submission of my past omissions
Everything I'm giving, just to try to give in
Still I'm here and living fucking hypocritic
I have been a father, I have been a son
I have been a failure, all rolled up in one
Bit the hands I fed from, to be bitten harder
Phantom limbs devoured, filling up on none
I don't wanna say that I am content
Theres alotta pieces of me still contending
I will not be giving up on my content
Theres alot to do and show before my ending
Mute the lady fat
Kick that bucket back
Dust I bit I spat
Chips I never cashed
Still I'm stuck on path
On road to plath
Lie to self and laugh
I'm just fine in fact
Shotgun art with the canvas brain
Been at this longer than I'd care to say
Every word I wrote, every track I laid
Every spell I spoke, and sacrifice I made
Vicious cycle game, I repeat and played
Argue with the selves that don't need to stay
I don't want a need, needs I have to make
Health i lost at cost of pride i had to fake
Pills i tossed to try to prove that i am sane
Nights that I awoke, just to beat the day
Days I never had, were Prices that I paid
Still I'm on a hunt for prizes to be claimed
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know it shows
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know it shows
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know it shows
My can of worms overflows
All the pressure is overgrown
I barely hold, I'm slipping slow
I'm different now, and I know



Writer(s): Alejandro Delgado Jr, Steven Ramirez



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