Corrupted Soul
Anxiety depression fear loneliness at its height
You sure you out here living right
This ain’t a life worth living you know you’re right
Emotions spinning like spokes on a bike
Sometimes you feel like your strength have you feeling like all might
Then the next day you’ve come down from your high
Like a kite that refuses to take flight
No wind beneath your wings because they’ve been clipped
As you reach for the joint your body just dips
Sitting there while your mind flips
Thinking to yourself “yea this is it”
But no fuck that shit
This was the year that you actually wanted to be legit
But all you doing is going out like bitch
Mind racing wondering if it was them or you that did the switch
Now your mind attacks you like video game fighting a glitch
Trying to fill the void but it’s too deep
Depression slipping back in on the creep
Got you thinking that it could all be over if you just sleep
