Текст песни Sick Minded Five - RIDDICK

This ain't for the faint, nah this ain't for the weak
It's for the scars on my heart and the depths where I've sunk deep
A mind like a maze, every turn there's a beast
Let me speak to the ones who think they're chasing a release

Born in a house where the silence was violent
Dad's veins sang songs of syringes and sirens
Present visits were a pastime, a twist of the lime
And while whispers told me, boy, you never shine through confinement

But I'm different, IQ high, like the crest of a wave
Yet drowning in the guilt of the past
I couldn't save a sentiment in the system
Every look's a double-crossed, I's dissect the lies

Cause the ultimate loss
Addiction kissed my lips with that fentanyl bliss
Methadone mornings became my truest kiss
13 years in a fog, every step was a drag

But the Holy Spirit whispered, this pain won't last
I'm the product of a system that tried to bury my name
But I'll resurrect like Lazarus, igniting the flame
Keep going on my mind, it's a labyrinth of fire

Every scar on my soul is a hymn to inspire
Watch me climb from the dirt while they hope that I'll fall
I'm the king of my ruin, I'm the writer of it all
He knows I've met, they wore masks to disguise

Narcissistic reflections in their predatory eyes
Told me love was a gift, but the package was void
Their words pretty nice, leaving trust destroyed
I don't talk to the masses, they don't deserve my truth

When you're born in the flames, you don't walk with the aloof
They follow me in shadows, but never step too near
Cause the Sigma Silent Auro is their greatest fear
I've been gas-lit, outcast, I still stand intact

Every lie that they spun, I unravel, attack
See my dad's side was a circus, the addicts, the freaks
Generational chains that I broke with my streak
Now I'm the anomaly they can't comprehend

Holy Spirit is my anchor, I don't need to pretend
Keep going on my mind, it's a labyrinth of fire
Every star in my soul is a hymn to inspire
Once we climb from the dirt, while they hope they don't fall

I'm the king of my ruin, I'm the writer of it all
Look, I ain't your savior, I ain't your saint
I'm the sinner with a pen that bleeds truth without restraint
Our pain's a canvas, my rhymes are the brush

Painting pictures of a life that's been shattered and crushed
But don't pity me, nah, I don't need your sorrow
I thrive in the storms, I was born for tomorrow
Each blow is a break in a temple I've built

Every rhyme a redemption from the shadows of guilt
I'm the son of the addicts, provoked and the lost
But my life ain't a burden, it's a throne that I've crossed
Up to the ones in the dark, thinking hope's out of reach

Let my scars be the sermon, let my life be the preach
Stigma till the end, I don't fit in your mold
Holy Spirit in my veins, I'm a story untold
You can follow, you can watch, but they'll never decode

This labyrinth of fire with my legacy sewn
I'm the sinner with a pen that bleeds truth without restraint