I feel like this album doesn't do a great job at capturing the feeling of anxiety, lose of control and delirious euphoria. Danny simply scratches the surface of these themes I went into this expecting some visceral picturesque shit that rips you in all the right ways but it ultimately ended up as vast disappointment. Even I can write better shit than that, check it
I will never shoot myself but sometimes I look down from that cliff I hate myself I love myself, it's just that kind of relationship Kobain in my veins, thinking of suicide again Early morning vicodin to numb the pain that I am Showing emotion but do not play me violin I will do the same motion while holding a knife to skin Play another sad story from my life again Got lied to as a child and I think it affected me for the rest of my life My granddad acted like I was dumb, lied in my eyes said I was his son Mom was my sister, brothers were my nephews How the fuck do you expect me to respect you when you make me feel like I was born in a test tube Outsider in class, no one to sit next to Do you really think the preacher knows the whole truth The secrets of the universe and everything that holds you What lies will they tell in your obituary You can't find the meaning of life in a dictionairy
I got a call saying that I'll die tomorrow My reply, fine life is borrowed Something 'bout how the stars grow Step in the dark and turn my heart cold Last night I died for the eleventh time Hate how you look in my eyes and read my mind Don't believe adults because they're dead inside That's something my innocence taught my pride My addiction was feeding tumors, asking for trouble I should've seen it sooner Believe the shooter, believe in jesus or buddha There's too much smoke in this room to see the future Don't fall for true lies, how does it feel behind two eyes Maybe we're all too blind, a due death in due time
Up and at em early now im groovin through my house. Pretty fuckin lit when i pimp-slide and kill a mouse. Shimmy, twang, and ragdoll in my house or in a club. Either way nights endin with a pitied rub an tug.
Gavin Hall
this is copypasta bud, shoulda seen the thread yesterday. still not sure if it was a genuine retard of the best troll of 2016
Lincoln Davis
it was me, and I openly admitted I was trolling
the original post was real, by someone else, who then posted a zippy of him actually rapping it and it was pretty good so everyone stfu about it
Thomas Butler
i was referring to the original thread anyway
no one thought him rapping it was any better
Camden Cook
so am I. you all thought it was better because you stopped posting after that. meanwhile I had like 20 replies on my obvious bait
it's fucking embarrassing how desperate you guys are for someone to feel better than lol
Nathan Gray
if you cherry picked like 2-3 lines out of this, it could work.
Speaking as somebody whose written songs from a place of great sadness and self loathing, self-deprecation has no place in art outside of stand-up comedy. Writing about how 'depressed' you are shows you are still actually very vain and self-motivated.
Reach outside of your own head, people have been suffering since humans stood upright. Tap into some collective consciousness, don't just write a fucking diary entry.
Evan Young
wow edgy
Joshua Price
What goes around comes around So I came in your mom's round
James Hughes
Lmao if you keep this up I'll put a second verse to it
Angel Phillips
i mean if it was really you, you should still feel very embarrassed. no one replied anymore after the recorded rap because it stopped being funny and started being sad.
it's not about feeling better than people, it's laughing at them when they have an inflated ego even though they're completed talentless
Bentley Martin
don't know what to tell ya, I literally just said it wasn't my rap, I just pretended to be him after he posted it
and the recorded one wasn't bad desu
William Nguyen
Live my life sparingly Watch the clock tick carefully Another hour wasted trying to find the holy key spending friday nights alone watching glee wish I had a gf to share this time with me but every time I try I'm filled with dispair and regretful speech
Can't think of how to continue
Isaiah Bailey
Wishing I could be the man I see in the movies my mom don't even want to see my face an embarrasment Searching for light outside this basement pavement cavemen all walls caved in the mind become the empty space that i'm residing in another lonely guy killed by the world he created inside
