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keze – untitled lyrics

[intro]
in anthropology, liminality is the quality of ambiguity or disorientation that occurs in the middle stage of a rite of passage, when partic+p+nts no longer hold their pre+ritual status but have not yet begun the transition to the status they will hold when the rite is complete

[verse 1]
i got a god complex and suicidal tendencies
these motherf+ckers really wanna get into me
sh+t, i tell ’em pull up, they probably enemies
all these rappers at my neck, make them swim with anemones, yeah
electric shock, it’s not my fault
that your b+tch like my c+ck
when your sh+t flop like the market stock in 2008
n0body is safe, watch they faces break
i may be late but at least i’m worth the wait

[verse 2]
lately, i’ve been thinkin’ ’bout all this f+ckin’ sh+t
not entirely sure where my body’s gonna sit
after i pass, been losin’ my religion like rem
got me questionin’ my every step, like who i am
where am i?
this black hole suffocatin’ me, i can’t see
self+esteem lower than z in abcd, b+tch, it’s keze
but my name don’t ring a bell no mo’, as the story goes
i’m still gettin’ over incidents from years ago
my brain is damaged ’cause i’ve smashed it on books before
i didn’t know how to self harm but i wanted to cause pain
so i did it to my brain
now i can’t think properly, now it’s hard to f+ckin’ see
my own worth in this world, out my ears i bleed
yeah, i’m the c+ckiest f+cker that you’ll ever meet
i don’t understand why it just ain’t f+ckin’ plain to see
my mind playin’ tricks on me, i can’t see
who i really am, the real me
all i know is you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
i don’t wanna to be me
you who i wanna be
[verse 3]
there’s blood on the ceilings, there’s blood on the walls
i be spinnin’ the drain, i be takin’ the fall
what if i’m dreamin’ and what if i’m f+ckin’ not?
is this reality or am i just a motherf+ckin’ cog, what?
my body radiatin’ energy, believe it b
my ego larger than the motherf+ckin’ seven seas
illegal roadsigns, drivin’ in the wrong way
these rappers f+ckin’ suck and i’m not talkin’ good ways
gotta get this wack sh+t off my f+ckin’ brain
makin’ out with the bottle just to numb the pain
been starin’ at the screen for hours and you’re on my mind
i can’t go to sleep, though, i’ll be terrified
’cause when i go to sleep, all i think about is you
you the reason that i make the choices i do
i’ll put you to my cranium and take away myself
how you tell your best friends that you wanna k!ll yourself?

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