Midnight EyeZ - Sick To Death

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Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I'm tryna keep my feet firm on the ground,
And take a step back from life and try to turn it around,
Coz I'm sick to death of living in a circus of clowns,
That's why you always see me looking with a murderous frown,
And it's why in life I'm always feeling worthless and down,
And there's a lot of shit I'm sick of feeling nervous about,
I've spent my years a man with plans of working it out,
And try to raise a buck for mum coz she deserves to be proud,
But I'm stuck tryna cope within a turbulent town,
With friends who'd rather see me buried with the dirt in the ground,
Sometimes I just wanna fire out the words in my mouth,
Until my face is blue and both my lungs have burst when I shout,
Coz no one really knows what life's journey's about,
Yet they'll preach existence of a god in church to a crowd,
And you take your faith and place it in a cleric's account,
Like he doesn't teach the bible so he's earning a pound,

(Chorus)
And I'm just sick to death of everything and anything,
Coz many things unsettle me and make me act aggressively,
I'll never see the memory of what my life has meant to me,
I'll never understand what I was meant to be,
This fucking shit depresses me, my memories an enemy,
The tension's buried deep within my entity,
And now I'll never see how anything was meant to be,
I'm fucking sick to death until I'm buried in the cemetery,

(Verse 2)
Yeah,
I've never asked for shit, yet shit was all I've ever got,
I've always worked for what I have and that'll never stop,
If I was out committing crimes then I'd be better off,
I'd live a better life if I was out supplying meth and rock,
Am I dumb for wasting time trying to get a job?
When I can get the power and the money with a semi cocked,
I would be seen amongst the Gs and get respect a lot,
And any motherfuckers saying shit will get a chest of shots,
I could buy the hottest kicks and get a Kevlar top,
Coz man will look to shoot at me and I ain't feeling getting popped,
I'd buy the sickest chain to match the gold and leather watch,
And the new Mercedes with an opening electric top,
I'd have girls either side giving me head a lot,
But I'm not a reflection of these ends and that says a lot,
So while I'm sleeping at night I'm not expecting cops,
To drag me off to jail where I pray to get my sentence dropped,

(Chorus)
And I'm just sick to death of everything and anything,
Coz many things unsettle me and make me act aggressively,
I'll never see the memory of what my life has meant to me,
I'll never understand what I was meant to be,
This fucking shit depresses me, my memories an enemy,
The tension's buried deep within my entity,
And now I'll never see how anything was meant to be,
I'm fucking sick to death until I'm buried in the cemetery,

(Verse 3)
I'm tryna get away, tryna find a better place,
Tryna change my rap from all the faggots on a cheddar chase,
I wonder will it ever change coz now we're in the lesser days,
And all the better moments in life are lost in yesterday,
I wonder will I levitate and stand before the heavens gates,
Coz though I do good my damned and evil thoughts will never change,
My mind is like a metal cage restraining back a mental case,
Who's burned upon a pencil steak and sprayed at night with pepper spray,
You won't be one to notice if you see me every day,
But every second pace is like an agonising step I take,
I wanna go to bed at night and fall asleep to never wake,
And watch my body separate from spirit as I elevate,
I'm sick to death for heaven's sake,
The cure is in these words, and so that's why I write to set the pace,
I try to rest my case but stuck in this depressive state,
I know that only hell awaits to greet me at the end a days,

(Chorus)
And I'm just sick to death of everything and anything,
Coz many things unsettle me and make me act aggressively,
I'll never see the memory of what my life has meant to me,
I'll never understand what I was meant to be,
This fucking shit depresses me, my memories an enemy,
The tension's buried deep within my entity,
And now I'll never see how anything was meant to be,
I'm fucking sick to death until I'm buried in the cemetery,

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