camira the rapper - numb lyrics
verse 1
this is the…
end result of when your friends cold
your enemies become warm towards
your mental
a blurred picture
like i don’t know what i’m meant for
the blood i’ve bled is thicker
than the lines that i have pencilled
or so they say..
that’s what they’re tellin me
one foot in the grave
face to face with my enemy
but he is i…
i am the end of me
a friend to me’s, the death of me
that’s what my thoughts have said to me
they’re compelling me
to become a better me
mass appeal
turning all your sentiments to requiems
f+ck these meds i’m on
they aren’t working see
they’re hurting me
and certainly, i’m now a different person too…
too many dark days
like i’m gonna blow
i’m gon’ explode
so you want a show, you got a show
don’t hit me up to get the scoop
you don’t wanna know
free+falling from the highest heights
yelling geronimo
sometimes i wonder
if i’ve given up my time for rap
and if i’m fine with that
but this is my life, infact
i’m scared i’ll blank out at work
and see all kinds of black
take my bosses head off
and they’ll find him with his spine detached
but i’m not fine with that
tryna keep my mind intact
tryna be the man my mother raised
and bring her child back
it’s so weird
when i episode and leave home
my phone blows up
i start feel like cee+lo
see i need sp+ce and time
i’m tryna be alone
but they know sp+ce and time with this crazy mind
could mean smoke
i’m sposed to be the best for you
i want the best for you
but if you knew my every f+cking thought
it’s too complex for you
i’m destitute, i’m a mess to you
i’m the death of you
but i’m the one dying
while i’m lying next to you
man it f+cks with you
it’s so tough to view
in her eyes it’s like, “i trusted you
but now there’s trust issues”
i was her hero
but now i’m why she hurts plenty
she wanted mr perfect
i thought i was curt hennig…
i turned menace
i burned bridges and spurned friends
me and my selfish thoughts in a bubble
like the world’s ended
see all alone is where my
best stuff manifests but
i’m trapped in a constant battle
to not to forget us
am i creative enough
in this day dream
to find a million different ways
to tell you that i’m crazy?
…
i guess i’ll find a million different ways
to say i’m crazy…
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