Текст песни Salt - Snick Foley

Yeah
Salt of the earth, since my birth
For what it's worth, I feel cursed
Don't pray for me, pray for the weak
And I'm stronger than ever

Darkness all around me. My inner thoughts surround me
I keep my head above water, they tryna drown me
Anxiety, so strong, sometimes the shit even astound me
My peace lost in translation or never found me
Still I move with amazing grace.
Tryna win this days end race at a blazing pace
No turning back, I'm steady speeding down this straightaway
This game is pay to play, I lose my progress day to day
My energy has all been consumed
It's my fault, for the gloom. Worse is all, they assume
That's the salt in the wound, surprised disappointment would leave me skeptic
When everything was hectic, accepted
That there's no rest for the wicked. These demons they been up all night
While I been lying like I'm all alright
When really I don't hear ya. My intuition make it clearer
Hate the thing I see inside my mirror

Am I salty? Yeah. Just a pinch, no denial
World never gave me an inch, but they scared I'll take a mile
Never gave me a rinse, let me toil in the wild
Never named me a prince, but I been royal since a child

No lion king. Simba til I remembered
How some cats, left me scarred, while hoping the dream was hindered
But I, return to Pride Rock as the Rock's pride
Eyes can not hide, all the sorrow, my mouth shied
Many question, about my choice of profession.
Where else can my obsession be helping me fight depression?
Aye I, found the answer, I do not need practice
That mean, once I'm in this mode, I can not be average
I just, gotta be great. I gotta create. It's gotta be fate
Don't see it? I guess God'll be late
What I got on my plate, is stress that most ain't strong enough to stomach
Even if you had the hunger, one taste, you wouldn't want it
Do you remember doubting me? I tried too
Do you believe in alchemy? Well I do
Take a thought, sprinkle passion, add a pen and a pad
So I can cultivate a life, that my fam never had

I rock this, crooked smile, barely sane by default
Hear the whispers; and take it with a grain of the salt
Whether on this Earth we walk on, or on the next one we talk on
I'm gon' reach the gold, fore it's all gone
I'm gon' reach the gold, fore it's all gone
Salt