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No room for movement they using
My booth been feeling so cooped in
Maybe stupid for ever letting em in
I gotta get me a den where I can shut out my friends like
No movement, I'm feeling frozen
I'm really hoping, I ain't been broken
I'm just slowed then, I gotta get my brain right
Take to shows and build my courage hit them open mic stage nights
I'm so foolish, I'm always seeking comfort
I know I've never fooled with ever feeling so numb before
I been slumped and sore, cold taking my motivation
Motive is lacking patience always thinning and leaves me anxious
I'm useless, dummy, so take a number
Tryna learn to produce but worried I'm falling under
I drain the pride away from all of my feats
Until I barely am out running my demise on the beat

Appreciation I mean what can I say
It's in my DNA to take that shit for granted everyday
Another bandage from the medicine shelf
For my emotional hell, you think you coping well
But we all holed in a cell, it just depends on ya self
And how you explain it away, is ya method safe
Tell me, how would you fare if you weren't so wealthy
I been, looped in snares ever since I could watch telly
Somebody belt me, I'm always acting out or being sneaky
Overwhelming, prolly cause my house was fucking bleeding
People helping but no luck they just helping me stay grounded
And that's equally trapping and deviously profound
And I just got this screen in front of me as I tell me a story
Try to ignore what's hunting me working towards the glory
Always dismiss what's snoring, and slumbering beneath
No need to draw attention to the belly of the beast
 
No room for movement they using
My booth been feeling so cooped in
Maybe stupid for ever letting em in
I gotta get me a den where I can shut out my friends like
No movement, I'm feeling frozen
I'm really hoping, I ain't been broken
I'm just slowed then, I gotta get my brain right
Take to shows and build my courage hit them open mic stage nights
I'm so foolish, I'm always seeking comfort
I know I've never fooled with ever feeling so numb before
I been slumped and sore, cold taking my motivation
Motive is lacking patience always thinning and leaves me anxious
I'm useless, dummy, so take a number
Tryna learn to produce but worried I'm falling under
I drain the pride away from all of my feats
Until I barely am out running my demise on the beat
 
And that's the way it's been going for so long now
Almost got to the point I sing the same old song now
But got to move on now, or drown in the current
You the only deterrent, you the only deterrent
You the burden that's burning to stop you earning you're certain
But you're fused to the curtain that keeps you distant and lurking
Fear's murk'd him, his soul turned worthless
Anxiety leaving my ideas feeling so purposeless
Until I'm pissed at the idea that no one's heard this shit
And I get twisted need to script a little murderous
Rendition, wait till haters hear the words I've smithed
Unload the pistol my cerebrum is a burner bitch
Yeah, and now they fucking with that one
Suddenly I'm really up and glad it all happened
But something in the system I'm still trying to fathom
Is what's missing, why I'm still feeling so detached from em
 
I don't think this a bad one I just think I could do better
I need some new effort, I need to renew my center
Used to be using extra, now I'm abusing less
Keeping to true methods, sticking to future's best
Interest and getting cheddar 
Hoping to make it next, hope I can take the weather
Nobody make my stress, but nobody make it lesser
Holding me to the test, hoping I ace the letter
Why do I hold my breath, when I could be holding forever

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