My Basement

Hate dealin' with the brain pressure, hate diggin' through the same trenches
Hate seein' all the same people in the same place that want to play catch up
Hate dealin' with the way it's set up, hate lookin' for this fake treasure
Hate gettin' every paycheck and tryna straight stretch it like a tape measure
Hate that I never made friends, never stayed livin' at the same rental
Just stay stressin' back at age 7 back when they pretended that I ain't special
Hate that we never made dinner, hate that I never ate better
I keep on trying to push forward but I can't let up from the brake pedal
They tell me unless Hell freeze, never will blow, never makin' it
I felt weak and then I feel deep and went to Hell froze every flame in it
You can tell those who have felt broken don't tell no one they just stay hidden
Blessed soldier with a death phobia, fret hopin' that I stay livin'
Headphones and a chain pendant, Red Nose and a Strange vision
Been talkin' to my left shoulder 'cause the devil knows how to play with me
Every moment till I'm dead and gone up on a bed of roses while they grave diggin'
I sit at home and let the pressure grow, and when I let it go another page written

It's scary when I go outside
I think I'll stay in my basement
Afraid I really don't know why
This city really needs some changin' oh
It's where I'm spending all my time
I'm really starting to get impatient
But I got too much on my mind
So I'll be hiding in my basement

Hate feelin' like my mind is racin', hate that it's on a constant basis
Hate spendin' all my time just pacin' with a pillow just to hide my face in
Hate ventin' trying to stay pleasant while my days endin' up in isolation
Hate that I ain't had no time on stages, hate that I just been inside my basement
But I'm startin' to wonder, don't know where the sun is I can't even tell now
I just keep hearin' the muffle of someone above and no one ever yells down
I try to get out, but I would just get up and stumble until I just fell down
And I got so used to the way that it is that I'm comfortable livin' in Hell now
So I sit back and just believe that I was next
As I start to actually feel these voices breathin' on my neck
I'm gettin' close, and I hear my heart just beatin' in my chest
But it's so dark in here that I can't even see the bottom step
But I think I need this room, nah that's just a weak excuse
But I've been on my own so long I don't know how to speak I'm mute
All I got's this crack up in the ceiling I've been peakin' through
While I wait for y'all to call my fuckin' name like I was Betelgeuse
We don't do, anything 'cause I don't ever leave this room
Be recluse, I ain't see the sun in like a year or 2
Serious too, done this my whole life, it's just a thing I do
Meeting rooms, they just not my thing, don't like to be in groups
Hmm, well maybe it's self inflicted
Maybe I just been livin' each day like a helpless victim
Or maybe I just felt out of place so I kept my distance
And stay in my head becoming a slave of this mental prison
Yeah, now I just sit with a despaired face
On the floor in the corner next to my chair awake
I tear and scrape as I try to move to prepare escape
But then I change my mind before I get to the staircase

It's scary when I go outside
I think I'll stay in my basement
Afraid I really don't know why
This city really needs some changin' oh
It's where I'm spending all my time
I'm really starting to get impatient
But I got too much on my mind
So I'll be hiding in my basement