paroles de chanson Prison - Ezekiel's Gift

My mind will rot while i'm locked in this prison
All time will stop while I rot in this prison

Ah man
I need to get the fuck out of this place bruv
No escape
Check listen

How can I be optimistic?
Trapped in a rage I never could have predicted
Twisted de-ranged like i'm going ballistic
Can't see the light and this tunnel life's making me sadistic
I'm in way too deep my brains shifted
All hope is bleak while I sink into sickness
I look back and think I was optimistic
Now I look back and think how's it come to this shit?
How's it come to be that my mind is on a leash
And i'm fighting just to breathe as I find myself in beef
There's no one else around but I'm desperate for the peace
Every time I write a rhyme I can feel my mind release
I look out the window and I feel so weak
Thinking this is how I'll never change or reach my peak
Feel the strain from the plague weighing down my feet
Flat upon the ground man I weep while I'm deep in this prison

My mind will rot while i'm locked in this prison
All time will stop while i rot in this prison

It only takes a conversation
One look across the table then I'm shaking
Mind's drifting sweating like I'm caged in
'A zoot ought to cure that blud'
Na you're mistaken
Although it's wishful thinking
I've clocked that the draw leaves me craving
I very nearly starting drinking
Much thinking
Much time wasted
Why the fuck am I so committed to this same shit?
Each and every day man I can't change it
One side of me determined to make my brain flip
Other side keeps returning to preach the same shit
I still want that care free lifestyle I crave it
My wrists by my thighs while I say there's
No guarantees what I'm capable to play with
Never had that thought before but I'm thinking more and more
How I ought to tear down the walls while I'm stuck in this prison

My mind will rot while i'm locked in this prison
All time will stop while I rot in this prison

What you're seeing is a product of the battle within
I'm constantly forcing myself to keep the animal in
And of course when I see unimaginable things
I sing through the pain but it don't stop the stings
I'm not bringing no excuses
But sometimes I feel my brain ain't qualified to do this
One side already tight on the noose
While the others side bangs in the booth letting lose screaming
Why you always fighting me?
Why you always trying be the deeper darker side of me
When I try to be the best that I can be
But it feels like I'm battling to breathe
Through debris as my lungs deplete
I'm on trying make a change it's within my reach
I've been long deranged my brains under siege
You can tell that I'm done with the grief
Find me six feet deep gone insane or deceased in this prison

Prison
My mind will rot while i'm locked in this prison
All time will stop while I rot in this prison