Lyrics Periled Sorrow (feat. Slipt Psyche) - Frizzy Da God

Will it ever end
I don't think that it will ever end
Yea
Demons in my head
Think I'm gonna need the reverent, the reverent
Before tomorrow
Cause I'm stuck in my periled sorrow
My periled sorrow

Long days, cold nights
Feels like my mind isn't all right
When the wrong and the right collide inside of my head with all might
My depression will arise and the signs of a tide push and pull on my side
Then I look to the sky and I reach and I try to impeach my demise
But I can't decide between the wrong and the right
When the angel on my right saying live, do not die
But the devil on my left saying kill, suicide
And my will has no pride
Is this the end of my life
All these question fill my head
Am I alive or dead
Is this enough blood shed
Is this happiness
The sign of bliss
Or is this my eclipse
I cannot resist the abyss that awaits me faithfully
Feels like the dark is what makes me, break me
And thank me for hating the world that just taints me
And it's aching every single muscle in my body
Lately all these mood swings is what's probably
Why I'm loosing to the demons inside my head
Rude awakening more than likely causing me to change to the crude me
Truthfully I don't even know who I am
But I try profusely to find where I stand
I feel like there's two of me in the palm of my hand
And they're both opposites like ice and sand

Intoxicated but never been the one hated
So I sip on the pain till I get faded off enragement
Cause my greatness and my sorrows are both related
I can't take it
All the shame and resentment, I can taste it
It is bitter and it's sour but I have to face it
See the light in the dark, but I can't trace it
When will time ever start, man I feel ageless
I'm not basic
I'm a renegade but afraid of my patience
Cause I'll wait to the end of the earth's wait list cause I'm weightless
Till my weight lifts of the planet until space hits
Cause my thoughts are like mazes
Mind is hasty
Use to think nothing could faze me
Life has changed me to a wicked person
Who seems crazy or maybe than I use be
I use to push daisies and want everything to praise me
I used to want to be a greatness in the making
Or maybe the whole time I was faking and just wanted attention
My one question is

Will it ever end
I don't think that it will ever end
Yea
Demons in my head
Think I'm gonna need the reverent, the reverent
Before tomorrow
Cause I'm stuck in my periled sorrow
My periled sorrow