Martyrs

No Hook

Nina's Song Ft. Alya Hadi

Problems

Evil Women

Lost inside suspicion you invented, lack committment 
the beginning got me wishing that i didnt
but im in it and not finished till i witness tempest
and resistance 
in denial cant determine fact or fiction
finding patterns in your actions 
that you take without a caption
its appears you only care contrasted into fractions
jealous, pessismistic egotistic non-existent, please be realistic
i aint shit to you so just admit it
this isnt my first picnic
i'm indignent i'm not ignent fuckin quit it
im a mountain being treated like a midget now im distant
your reactions have contractions being brought to my existence
and you still havent been doing shit to fix it
just selfish shit decisions
when i ask you get defensive and dismissive
found the house of lies but cannot find the entrance.

i've come to realize that my disguise; a self inflicted compromise
love the things that i despise dry my eyes and never cry 
between the time that i was sodomized, the guy destroying lives
the girl's deception blinded eyes, i couldn't see the lies
i should have taken words of wisdom from the wise, 
what is now a narrow mind, used to be a blank and open sky
but im afraid to fly afraid to drive afraid to try
afraid that everything i say will make you say goodbye
i thought i found my notebook i could finally confide
reverted back to stoic poet notes i know i can rely
anything i'm told to do i'll swallow pride, comply
my love is unconditional when alive, it never dies.
out of my element settle the settlement
my intelligence relevant for embellishing measurements
heart has been desolate
relish your presence im delicate
feelings irellivant
repetitive negative credits are read, and then edited.

Never use the words forever or never
neither are honest 
honestly promise me nothing  
cus a promise is nothing
honesty's something important
so bluffing is something destructive
and nothing productive repercussive 
mental concussion
constructing combustion
reluctant hugs 
to function
love and music's my passion
they come and go 
and i cant have one with the other 
my brother my mother my lover i love her
the others i smother and smolder
my shoulders are weak its worse when im older

The Way You Are

An interlude to be place on a future project.

Big Fella

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