Beautiful Too
Duration
2:50
Genres
Description
Mix is a little rough, but whatevs. Hope someone digs it! edit: Ok, so after listening to this several times in my car, I'm extremely unhappy with the mix and I think I'm actually gonna' go back through, completely re-perform all of the vocals, and try to EQ everything better. I'm pretty new to mixing, so it's a struggle, but hey, I'm getting better! (...I hope :p)
Lyrics
Every little second that I let it in, invite it, ignite, white knuckle the mic and jettison what's inside, I do one thing, survive, but every now and then I flinch "is this too bad?" Fuck that, thinkin' my life is a bit unfit for disclosure, thinkin' I'm commitin' a crime just to expose it, I gotta' live it, so I'm not gonna' get two shits of guilt trip, stranglin' air waves and lettin' 'em rip, when I'm bustin' the lock in to pop the top off pandora's box to drop a shock wave, fuck the blockade, this won't be contained If I'm gonna' be fucked up, I might as well be beautiful too I got a campaign to liberate the insanity, release it, escape, I'm purgin', like a beat down, red neck, pregnant bitch, fucked by a dick that evaporated, crumpled up, chewin' tongue on a hospital bed with a straight jacket on, crab walkin' on it, I wish it could stop, but this fucker's crawlin', draggin' claws across my stomach walls and hollerin', "let me out, bitch! Or you're a goner!" Forgive me if my best apology is weak, I just do not got the energy, my head is dead, broken, busted open, dopin' the spirit with junk emotion, hope was trampled, snatched up and stolen by a mind that can't seem to pry its own eyes open. Tried to read this last week from my broken notebook, I couldn't even finish, choked up and closed it. I'm just a villain who knows it So where does that put me? Am I callin' for pity? I'm just sprawlin' myself across multiple tracks to catapult to infinity, got over insecurity and a lack of confidence, 'cause face it, it'd be crazy, to say that I don't take these verses like a genius at work and fuckin' stomp 'em in, any confirmation is redundant, so save your compliment, and there is a silver lining in the rabid assault, when I die, I'll die knowin' that I fully disclosed it, faced my crazed thoughts, and owned 'em, there's not a goddamned thing in my heart that I'll die alone with, this is my redemption of spirit, and what you think when you hear it is not important to me. Here's why! If I'm gonna' be fucked up, I might as well be beautiful too I'm just a villain who knows it.
