Текст песни Ren (Ren Gill) - Blind Eyed

This lighter don't work, no
No flame to spark my goal
My Nike'es laced in dirt, oh
I've ended up treading on my own soul

My headphones only working on the left side
But I try, to live the right life
My eyes wide, and I strive
To stop my demons gripping, ripping from the inside
This road is dark and I can't find the batteries for my flashlight
I'm blind eyed and I'm tried

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These drugs don't work dadadahhhh
The pain it takes control dadaddadidada
 blood-stained shirt didbadada
I feel like I'm always being chased by the devil

Jo Jo I tried to talk but I can't seem to get my spoken words right
And I t..t..t..t..t..t..try to keep my stutter light
And this life it can be ish right, cut you like a flick knife
Twist and make you sick right
An I think, (maybe I'll be better off alone)
So I redirect the calls from my phone
I learnt so many lessons from depression
But in essence I'm just wishing that these bad thoughts were gone

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Sometimes I get these times when it's like time is against me
In my mind I kind of mind yeah that my mind can torture me
But I rhyme 'cause when I rhyme it's like my rhymes they set me free
And I shine so bright, I shine those times these rhymes come out of me
Sometimes I bleed, sometimes I crawl, sometimes I slip, sometimes I fall
Sometimes times my back is up against the wall so hard that whole building could fall
Sometimes I bruise, sometimes I break
Sometimes I'm true, sometimes I'm fake
Sometimes I'm hoping for a moment when the floor would just start opening and swallow me for goodness sake
I think I'm gonna break cause I ache and it's bait I'm awake in a world full of pain superman no cape
And I'm pressing the breaks but the breaks they break and I'm driving my universe into a lake
And the weight, the weight of the world don't wait
We make mistakes when it's all at stake
We cook out cake we eat our cake
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Sometimes no time for double takes but (That's just the way life goes sometimes)

But I don't want to end up in the gutter being battered by my troubles 
face down in puddle where the sun don't shine 
So I'm coming and giving it back, upon the track and attacking 'em
Stacking up beats like I did with this one I pack it in
And I'm praying, oh lord take this pain away