A.B - Stories from Depression текст песни

I can′t stand it no more

I can't stand it no more

I can′t stand it no more

I can't stand it no more

I can't stand it no more, o no no I swear I can′t, Ima faint

If I don′t escape this prison full of pain Novocain what I need, what can please

Broken hearts torn apart low self esteem as I sing

O Good Lord

Can't afford to record, and not spit my struggles till I′m sore, hope I sore pray for more

Than nights just laid on the floor, tossed by waves see my grave as I reach for the shore

Up and down

All around on the ground lifting pounds, of my burdens for which I am bound, as I drown

All my sorrows with liquid brown

To unwound, knocked out now down for the count with

Depression

Stories From Depression I do write

Always feeling wrong, can I get it right

These are the struggles I have at night

With Depression

Feeling so worthless, this ain't life

Suicidal thoughts I have in sight

These are the struggles I have at night with

Stories From Depression, Stories From the, Stories From Depression

I can see the freedom hope it′s no mirage just because

I've been walking through this burning furnace homie way to long

Staying strong, try to be, praying strong that is key, finally, I am free from the thing which imprisoned me

Let me make sure that you understand, from my pen, all them painful moments wishing I was dead

Shackles shed in the booth, transparent let it loose, had a noose on my mind when I was thinking suicide

Let it ride kill my pride this my story come inside, I don′t hide anything plan to show you everything

This my documentary, true stories that I sing, such a crazy thing brought me to the king through