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odd metrist - decibel lyrics

i keep coming to the same conclusion
one wrong move and the day is ruined
all i gone through, the anger brewing
all my thought patterns scattered like aimless shooting
overthinking make it harder just to make some music
one wrong word and the page is ruined
i couldn’t see all of the damage that the pain was doing
sh+t that’s out of my control be delaying improvements
and i’m getting sick of praying to be patient through it
and i see the irony
new song dropped, but don’t read my diary
murdered by the person that i’m trying to bе
the body resting next to whеre i buried my anxiety
just looking for some privacy
you know the drill: no weakness
g sh+t. mechanisms on the defense
even if you honest ima play it like you lied to me
this sh+t is getting boring. i might need to start a rivalry
and get competitive so you can see another side of me
just to prove i’m something that i never was
numbers been dropping i might do it just to get them up
anything for a little love
anything you can’t get yourself, you gon get it from a drug
fighting with myself–same time trying to split it up
when it’s said and done, wondering if i did enough
sh+t i been projecting gon be the death of me
my love told me don’t feed the enemy
know she right but i can’t resist
it feel like an old friend when he come to visit
some nights it feel like you never existed
some sh+t really hurt, but whatever, dismissed it
every risk i take get trickier to stick with
on my break fl!cking the j like a kickflip
in the driveway i felt clutcher than stick shift
getting shots up to be the best in the district
just a little boy looking up to the big kids
just a little punk looking up to the misfits
i’m trying to learn how to trust the help
a lot of people try to teach me how to love myself
my girl’s touch midas, tightest hug i’ve felt
i feel guilty being skeptical
and i didn’t want to look stupid, so i said “i know”
didn’t want to look soft, so i said “it’s fine”
honestly not yet–no concept of time
i be drowning out the past by the decibel

(i be drowning out the past by the decibel)
my imagination overactive
overthinking meaningless sh+t, overreacting
man, i’m over acting nonchalant when i say it’s nothing
really we both know that it’s not
the lyrics over the top to compensate for the mundane
nine hours straight–locked up for chump change
fighting with myself, who you think is losing? hence the cuts and bruises
keep coming to the same conclusion

- odd metrist lyrics

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