paroles de chanson Music Over - Ed Dosia

Im hanging on by a thread
At any moment i might cut the circulation with this rope on my neck
I feel the pressure build inside it makes it hard to connect
Im shooting whiskey quickly thinking this is all for the best
But whos gone miss me if im gone who thinks this is just a song
If i dont deliver whats expected will i be dissed n left alone?
How can i be abandoned i feel forsaken and shattered
I try to pray to god but he never gave me an answer
I put my hand out to reach him hoping he can come touch it
With every moment that passes my faith gets weaker and sluggish
I need u now more than ever help me weather this storm
Im in a dark place i need to die before im reborn
Scorn to the shadows of death guilt depression im desolate
Failed to fortify my thoughts but thats only the precipice
If this life never changes i mainly speak from inside
It slowly eats at my core and i dont think ill survive in this life

No percussions from the drums no guitar strums
No harmonic hums no more mic nothin to be sung
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note
No more claps no more 808 to slap
No more bars for me to rap no more plug ins for a track
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note

Im on the ledge of the Golden Gate staring down at my freedom
Some people tried before but theres no understanding my reasons
The population 7 million might as well be alone
The scars run deeper than my skin it goes down into my bones
Theres really noone to blame moms and pops was the best
My hearts just empty and black just like a gothic effect
I hide behind a smile laughing but its just a facade
Uncomfortable in my own skin just like an akward massage
My whole existance is fraud cant put a stop to the pain
Ive already lost this battle so theres nothing else i can gain
They call me weak they call me coward say i never belonged
A freak without a home i guess my whole stability's gone
But how can i keep up in a world with the chips stacked against me
Permance is my solution so dont try to convince me
Im ready for whats next a step'll end all of my breath
Apologies to fam and friends as i fall to my death

No percussions from the drums no guitar strums
No harmonic hums no more mic nothin to be sung
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note
No more claps no more 808 to slap
No more bars for me to rap no more plug ins for a track
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note

This is my final song final beat final verse my final track
Suffocating and im trapped and i dont think ill make it past
Ive put that pistol to my head but didnt follow thru
What to do when the pain is heavy consumes and it swallows u
My brain can be creative funny but my heart is fragile
Hard to manage feeling like a failure and im partly damaged
I couldnt be what everybody wanted me to be
It eats at me the reason imma let go really easily
Im broken and shattered im hopeless and battered
I try to open with chatter but now it dont even matter
But how do i survive my anxiety is guiding me
Tho it keeps on fighting me dividing me im trying to breathe
And honestly the force is strong it keeps pushing and i cant resist
Wit no defense no motivation a cloud of emptiness
I cant leave and i cant stay, i cant sleep i cant wake
No more Dosia theres no music left to play

No percussions from the drums no guitar strums
No harmonic hums no more mic nothin to be sung
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note
No more claps no more 808 to slap
No more bars for me to rap no more plug ins for a track
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note

I wanna fly far far away
Escape from all this misery and put an end to all the pain
I wanna fly far far away
If i jump from sky high spread my wings will i fly
I wanna fly far far away
Escape from all this misery and put an end to all the pain
I wanna fly far far away
If i jump from sky high spread my wings will i fly

No percussions from the drums no guitar strums
No harmonic hums no more mic nothin to be sung
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note
No more claps no more 808 to slap
No more bars for me to rap no more plug ins for a track
The musics over and it ends on a sad note
The musics over and it ends with a sad note