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(album: The Nigga In Me Is Me - 2019)

Emotional assimilation
Is trauma, trauma, trauma
Is trauma, trauma, trauma

Is trauma's worn, scar-tissued skin
Seared by state-sanctioned aspirations
Underneath my will to live clings tight my will to die
The silent secret of my strength is all the shame I've centralized

And all the people I see whose suffering's steeped in
Dreams of nothing when their eyes close to sleep
Don't see the void that they meet as so much more comforting
I dream of nothing when I close my eyes to sleep
Each day awake just lies in wait to shape, in vain, clean breaks away from daily

Debasement, engage the escapist
Unendingly inaccessible until ingratiated
I dream of nothing but ending my self-defeat
Apparently, my revealings of my injuries are just my

Manipulative tendency!
And these techniques spoken to me about responsibility and integrity are suffocating
Placating sayings placed to efface me
But I was taken, I was taken, I was, I was

I was taken through the threshold by the tension I espoused
Fitted for full integration into a burning house
I was taken through the threshold by the tension I espoused
Fitted for full integration into a burning house