krystal evette - writer's room lyrics
(verse one)
i pick up the pen
with my ink in blood
i’m sitting at the top
and the beat is tough
i try to find diamonds
but it’s all the rough
my writing is my weapon
so i kept it tucked
yeah, my bars have been lethal
watch ’em down the dose
there’s a point where they stop
but i still have to go
april showers soon
know it’ll melt the snow
think they’ll be may flowers
but now, i don’t know
(break)
life is so chaotic
sifting through the toxic
this depression chronic
maybe i had lost it
thought that i had solved it
thought i had resolved it
but my mind’s still on it
thoughts on supersonic
(verse two)
going against mysеlf
as if this were a race
thought that i saw thе devil
saw a different face
shift in my hands
the way i weigh the blame
thought i’d try but have baggage
that they don’t want to claim
so i look at the ceiling
screens light up the room
thought that i would die there
would be the writer’s tomb
yeah, things might get better
think it might be soon
but i still feel the darkness
in it i’m consumed
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