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(How come when people have mental damage it's always an active imagination?
How come every organ in your body can get sick and you get sympathy, except the brain?
So you've got this nagging looptape that goes over and over again that drives you insane
So you see, what the problem is? What once made you safe, now drives you insane.)

Somebody tell me, am I enough?
Am I wrong to be this way?
Am I wrong to feel this pain?
It's like every single day is wasted away and I hate it.

But let's face it, nobodies special.
A sea of faces, I'm just one of the several.
I live a life that I cannot call my own.
Why live a life, if it only feels stressful.

I guess it's just because I don't know no better than this.
That's why I cope with my emptiness
I enjoy my loneliness.

(They will never understand.
I will never be like them.
They will never understand
I will never change myself.)

Somebody tell me, am I enough?
Am I wrong to be this way?
Am I wrong to feel this pain?
It's like every single day is wasted away and I hate it.

But let's face it, nobodies special.
A sea of faces, I'm just one of the several.
I live a life that I cannot call my own.
Why live a life, if it only feels stressful.

I run out the door, where the time goes.
Where did my life go,
Where did my mind go.

I'm stuck in a cyclone
I'm lost in the chaos
A world without high hopes
I'm hoping mine pays off.

That's the best that I can do for now
But it's still better than you somehow.

So I stay in the shadows, I won't make a sound.
Please do not let me out, No do not let me out.

I don't need nobody to tell me I'm enough.
I'm not wrong to be this way.
I'm not wrong to feel this pain.
I know every single day I'm wasting away, and I hate it.

So let's face it, nobodies special.
A sea of faces, I'm just one of the several.
I live a life that I cannot call my own.
And I survive, I don't care if it's stressful.

Enough Is Enough (Prod. OmenXIII)

Still Empty (Prod. KILLSTATION)

Come, back
Run, that
Done, fast
Scumbag.

Ghost, Float
High, Low
Breathe? Don't.
Leave? No.

Black, Hoodie
Black, Jeans
Rap, Could he?
Rap, Clean.

Slippin', Sippin
Drippin, Leakin
Creepin, creakin,
screamin, demon,

Head, bangin
Neck, breakin.
Tread, aimless?
Dead, Taken.

Life, gone,
Lights, out
I, yawn
Mind, counts.

Bodies, stackin,
Money, stackin.
Copies, jackin,
Dummies, Actin.

Talkin? Listen.
Problem? Ditch it.
Walkin? Finish.
Want it? Get it.

Sedated (prod. hurt)

I need to go...
I feel sick
It's in my head
It's in my chest

I gotta go.
I know I'm sick
Am I repressed?
Am I depressed?

I can't feel anymore,
I don't hear anymore
I can't see anymore
I don't breathe anymore

Am I wrong, Am I right?
Is it black is white?
Am I dark, Am I bright?
Am I dead or alive?

I need to go...

I need to go...

I gotta go...

I need to go...

Anxiety (Prod. Eurt Apatea)

Tell me what do you think when you've got nothing left to think about.

I, I don't know.

What's a lifetime matter to you, when your life's just such a small amount.

I, I don't know.

It Only Matters What It Matters to You (Prod. ʎpoqou)

Push Away (Prod. White Punk)

I hear the word around town but I don't listen to it.
I'm in my ruins zonin' out, head bobbin, groovin.
movin to the music, cuz I don't know what to fuckin' do.
I hate my life, I wish I could be up on the moon.

All alone, swayin, dancin' til my fuckin doom.
But instead I'm stuck up on this Earth, runnin out of room.
I'm gettin claustrophobic, so I claw the walls inside my tomb.
Left my body in the dirt, wipe the dust off my shoes.

Float around town, wound up at my old house.
gravel in the front yard, All I smell is mold now.
Red roses turned white, the air gettin cold now.
Dead grass wrapped around the chair I used to fold out.

Don't come around actin like we homies.
Don't walk around talkin' like you fuckin know me,
all you are fuckin lies, 
just like you're fuckin life. Don't waste my fuckin time.

Inbox been stackin up,
Now it's time I show 'em what
OmenXIII really do
kill a verse and I kill ya crew.

You got cars, I got more speed.
You got bars but im 4G.
You flip phone but I'm touch screen.
But can't nobody else touch me.

Said can't nobody else fuck with me.
You laptop but I'm pc,
You black top but I'm concrete
I'm raindrops on your fuckin heat.

People never liked me anyways,
You type a lot, Just come and say it to my fuckin face.
I see all the comments, I see all the fuckin hate.
I don't know why you thought I gave a fuck anyway.

Ghost (Prod. Sliss Beats)

Falling Stars feat. J TRAUMA (Prod. White Punk)

I'm sick of hating every moment that I spend alive.
I've written pages, memories, hold 'em, their my friends at night.
I've mixed in hatred, deadly poems, I don't want to die.
I'll fit in nowhere, OmenXIII, Til I meet demise.

I'm frustrated, patience breaking, I feel sleep deprived.
Sometimes I want to sleep forever, but can't end my life.
Sometimes I need to breathe, just so I can feel alive.
Sometimes I breathe, just to remind me that I'm dead inside.
I feel dead, I feel dead, I feel dead inside.

Empty (Prod. OmenXIII)

I don't wanna be happy, actually I'm just tryna find satisfaction passion, 
OmenXIII with no faction, action what I bring to the weak masses,
average what I be to the unseen the dreamers,
underneath, in-between lines I,
find the, meaning. Hide from the lies, 
you've switched lives I ditched mine.
Memories fade to the back of my mind.

Switch blade on my side when I rise with the moon.
Cut all my ties end the suffering soon.

10 black nails press into my skin,
My stress built up from the rage held in.
So I struggle with my friends,
and I struggle with myself.

You can leave me alone 
bitch I don't need your help.

I don't need your help.

I don't struggle with the trends
I'm just steady makin moves,
while you stressin bout the game
I'm just tryna find some food.

While you stressin bout your clothes
I'm just tryna find a roof.
While you actin like a clone
I'm just doin what I do.

I'm just sittin in the dark,
I'm just tryna keep busy.
I'm just tryna make some art
I don't care who fuckin with me.

black nails, black sheets
black hair, black sheep
OmenXIII, 
black shirt, black jeans bitch.

Bleak (Prod. ʎpoqou)

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Pushin up dasies, feeling complacent.
I know what I want but I don't know what I gotta do.
Tell me between me and you, 
Fuck what it is, Fuck what it's not.
Just tell me just tell me if I'm the one you need in life.

Am I the one you need in life, death,
remember when you used to cry on my chest,
up set, breathless, rough sex
everythings tossing and turning with stress.

Now every day is a day where we struggle through pain.
I wanna die,
Do you believe me when I tell you I wanna die.

Pushing up dasies, Feeling complacent.
I know that you love me, I feel like you hate me.
Fuck what it is, Fuck what it's not.
Just tell me just tell me if I'm the one you need in life.

Just tell me what you need in life, death,
remember when you used to cry on my chest,
up set, breathless, rough sex
everythings tossing and turning again and again.

Again and again.

Still Empty (Prod. KILLSTATION)

OmenXIII

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