Eyedea- Even Shadows Have Shadows

I stand alone, Burned every bridge overthe troubled water,
No longer hiding from my personality disorder
A stronger tide is coming,
I've been running
trying to function fine
without my mind climbing out this fucking corner
I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals
A forgotten rebel craft in the absence of heaven's heavy hands
to develop an evident level of benevolence
so it's probably better I sold my soul to the devil.
This is a message to anyone I met that thinks they know me,
Don't pretend to understand none of the issues that I'm holding.
I was in a rush to grow up,
look Mom no cuts
Just a stomach in disgust,
and the fear that I might go nuts this year If I don't slow up I'll see you on my way
One day this shit'll kill me but I guess that it's OK
I've lost all faith in a world so full of hate
and I don't fucking love music I just use it to escape
I'm caught between wanting to punch someone in the face
and putting a bullet in my head to leave the human race
Everything takes its toll but there's no tolls I can take
I haven't yet found a good reason to be awake
Introducing the corroded bumps I hide behind my smile
I'm angry at the universe for the way she treats me now
And keeps me down,
stealing all my energy
I'm feeling like my enemy,
concealing my identity
Not dealing with my tendencies,
I peel the skin and then I squeeze
The real imprinted Hanse Disease not human in this century,
I'm kneeling to the entity
Who built this penitentiary,
as filthy as a centipede
And guilt was in his sense cause he
was willing to just let me bleed,
While I wore a game face
In 10 years don't check for me I'll be in the same place
This planet's just an over-populated mental hospital
Each zombie walk around constitutes another obstacle
So here it is I'm finally coming out my shell
All 19 years of my life have been in conflict with myself
I'm insecure by every facet of my existence
From my addictions,
to the condition I choose to live in
Who you kidding?
I suffer from excess anxiety
A product of pollution in American society
Stare into my eyes and see the hell that burns inside my mind
and I no longer have an ego I can hide behind
but I've been trying disregarding my insanity
Every form of art isolates us from humanity
But it's provoked against being force fed so Fuck education for a decade and 3 years of headaches from my peers Cause now I realize I could have learned more on my own
They taught me how to know everything except my soul
Which is everything I need to grow Everything that keeps me whole Everything that ever meant anything to Eyedea So
I leave with golden hopes to rip the leash that holds my focus
but the fact remains the same,
I'm still bound by chains
It doesn't matter if your chain is 10 ft or 100 ft
The fact remains the same, you're still bound by chains
Some people say I've changed, and it's harder to relate to me
Good, I never liked you
our friendship was make believe
I'm peeling the mask back and revealing the rap that's been
Feeling my organs drilling short distorted portions of morbid acid keeps the torture unfortunately crafted interests to orbit my portrait and inflict my image with disorder The minutes get shorter,
the walls start to close in Feels like the brain is hanging on by one clothes pin I've hidden in the darkness for too long I make it look all right but on the inside it's all wrong
I want life to change but I don't know if it can
for a man or machine or whatever the fuck I am

I stand alone burned every bridge over the troubled water No longer hiding from my personality disorder You want to die in my life? then come and stay in madness' favorite little corner
Cause even shadows have shadows
and my secrets are eating me eagerly feeding

I scream in my dreams away but they keep on defeating me

Even Shadows have Shadows Welcome to the dusty subconscious of an actor Who murdered his childhood to stop the audience's laughter
Even Shadows have Shadows How am I to break free from my fears
When I don't like what I see and I can't feel what I hear
Even Shadows have Shadows So don't judge my book by it's cover
Cause my story's just fucked up as any other

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Eyedea

[hobomchobos]

what? fuck you fold2me, this song is fucking dope fuck you

[NERVOUsBR3AkD0wN]

oh dont bother with that mentally disturbed retard, he likes sweaty oiled gay body builders like arnold. Hes entitled to no opinion

[clamps420]

@NERVOUsBR3AkD0wN Agreed my friend.

[NERVOUsBR3AkD0wN]

huhhh

[MrMushasii]

Awesome song, lame emo pic though.

[shadowname123]

RIP Eyedea your shadow will live forever in the form of epic music that never ceases to not amaze me...

[metelmania911]

This is the type of song you don't hear...you feel it/.

[Vudo865]

@NERVOUsBR3AkD0wN i likw both this song and arnold, he had the absolute perfect physique, and eyedea is the perfect rapper

[SuperBdubz]

Fuck you dude below me that don't like this tune!!!!!!!!!!! Eyedia was the man and your just an illiterit retard, if you can't understand the genious of this!!!!!!, ass hole:0)

[diszkidwaszheresz]

@mjconnollyIII

STFU WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE GRANDPA?!!

[mjconnollyIII]

THIS IS A NIGG'A DOPE SONG, TOTAL BULL SHIT ROTTING GARBAGE, NONE OF IT CAN EVEN BE UNDERSTOOD, I SHIT ON THIS SONG AND ON EVERYONE WHO IS BEHIND IT!

[TheRoyalSnail]

Those static scratches are actally telling you to kill yourself ex CIA 

[ofiroman]

"One day this shit'll kill me but I guess that it's OK"

he knew what will happend. RIP MICHEAL LARSON

[fundamentalz424]

@Baxxter101 Hahaha yea he was that great to where it was childs play. No disagreement there the guy was a mastermind.

[bobongfanlangpo]

from what album is this?