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Phora

Habitual Pain

 

Habitual Pain


[Phora:]
Yeah

Life ain't what is seems
Lately, I've been so distracted
I'm seeing these things in my dreams
Don't know what it means
Came up with killers and robbers
And shooting dice with the thieves
I've sat with millionaires, rich and the wealthy
And trust me, they ain't much different than the fiends
Everyone bleeds
I've seen the worst of the sinners, surrender and drop to their knees
I gave my heart to the world and all he ever did was chew it up and spit it out
I gave my soul for the fame now I walk around empty, that's all I ever think about
I gave the people I trusted the things that they needed, they turned on me and tried to hide
Funny how people the closest and people we love always end up snakes in disguise
They just don't know, no one understands me
They said I couldn't, they said that I can't be
Be what I want in this life and prosper my goals
They staring, they laughing right at me
I feel ashamed, pictures they paint
Looking me down and they spit on my name
Habitual pain, a sinner, a saint
Wonder if anybody feels the same
Growing up all we ever knew was violence
Growing up all we ever knew was pain
Growing up people looked down on us, frowned on us, didn't see us as the same
Growing up all we ever knew was single mothers struggling and fathers serving bids
Growing up all we ever saw was murder, hate drugs, adapted to it as a kid
How can you blame us for only repeating the cycle of all the things that we were taught?
How can you blame us for hating the system and blame us for saying, "Motherfuck the cops"?
How can you blame us for taking these drugs? Our addiction's the only way we can escape
Escape from reality, feeling so useless and feeling like being born was a mistake (Fuck)

[Garren:]
Too much pain these days
And I just wanna get away, ooh
Drink until I get faded
Might as well drink 'til I get faded, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh)
It's so long, I'm so numb, I can't feel it
Is it right? Is it right wrong? I can't tell yet
If I'm dead or alive or in Hell, yeah
Man, I just wanna get away (Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh-oh, ooh-whoa, oh, oh, whoa-whoa)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa, oh-oh, ooh-whoa, oh-whoa, woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo)
(Woo-woo, woo-woo, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, oh)

Man, I just wanna get away (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

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