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Iröncyde

Iröncyde is a musical artist known for their unique blend of rock and electronic music. Their sound is characterized by catchy melodies, powerful guitar riffs, and infectious beats. With their distinct style, Iröncyde has gained a dedicated fan base and continues to create music that pushes boundaries and captivates listeners. more »

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He wasn't always gibing
With Dre or Doggy Dogg
He was looking up to artists that were pissed off like he was
Rage issues that were too transparent to ignore
Covering holes in the drywall with posters and drawings galore
Trying to settle his mind
And jot down some inspiration
Only a scrawny little white boy with intermittent retaliation
And seeing red
With gruesome images in his head
Of painting the walls with the faces that plagued his mental dread
Breaking down when walking
Quivering in his knees
If he tried to get his revenge he'd get pinned and beat against the trees
With people averting their gaze and pretending they didn't see
So he said f*ck it
There's no semblance of relevance
Whether he walked the right walk or bowed out
To give some narcissistic twisted sense of precedence
He never wanted
To hurt nobody
Just keeping his head down and make it through a day 
Without being a host target
Powerless against the world
Who would sweep him like food crumbs underneath the pantry shelf
He couldn't make them pay so he felt the need to take it out on himself
And people turned their heads when they would catch eye of the traction
"Is this fun now?
I hope this brings you satisfaction"
"If I openly bleed for y'all to see
I'll be sure to make it a spectacle so y'all can think twice 
Before somebody else ends up like me"

It's more than just skin deep
The safety's off
So here's your trigger warning
It's skin deep
Yeah, they're surface scars now
But at one point they could openly breathe

A lost and confused little kid raised Christian
Forced to listen
Raised to worship a guy wearing a crown of thorns
But what's the point of believing in a God
When you only find your true solace in devil horns
They want you to believe in the holy spirit
Father and the son and that death you should fear it
But the supposed bad guy guides 
that when you walk into open territory you bother no one
So here's my fucking battalion
So what if he was a bit weird?
Hardly growing pubes
While the other boys were growing beards
A silent building rage within thee welled up in his tears
And trying not to convince peers
That he was weak
Because his words were explosive even though his muscles were bleak
But too afraid to speak
So throw a beat on and let me give you insight to what makes up me
You see?

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