BUILDING BLUEPRINT
Next level lyrical insight is a moment away.
Lyrical Analysis of...
SUICIDE RECOVERY!
- (First Song) (Rapping was my outlet in lift, so let this work your mind?)
- How many nights have I been up late?
- Alone and frustrated, overly medicated, my head is aching, I can't get to sleepin so I'm still awake
- Thoughts are racing and my blood is pumping heavily, I'm far from heavenly
- I'm only human, I'm only broken, the only mutant in this family
- Mum and dad are mad at me: their son was such catastrophe
- My pastor pleads and says that problems need to be solved with peace plans, but I can't receive that
- Now I'm searching through the house
- For anything that's sharp enough to pierce this cloud that I'm surrounded in
- From the kitchen to the office, shocking how much has changed since I was toddlin
- walking down the hall, seeing every wall, now I'm lockin the door to the room that I grew up in
- I just drank some whiskey what is this stuff
- It burns but it feels good, my stomach churns,
- now I'm looking in the mirror, looking at myself
- I don't even move my hand, it moves itself
- None of you can save me from myself
- I look strong but I'm far from perfect health
- Everyone knows I'm a cry for help
- Locked doors and I'm cuttin everybody out
- I cut myself tonight, and it hurt
- Now I'm in the bathroom, trying to hide a bloody shirt
- I was nervous, but now the tension's gone
- When my mum come home I'll just tell her I did my homework
- At school, my friends and teachers are concerned, but I've learned
- if I insist that everything is all right, they'll mind their own business, and I can hide in plain sight
- It's a cycle that I'm on and honestly I'm afraid that I'll be pedaling til I'm gone, I'm trying to sound alarms
- But my friends already know that I'm artistic on my arms plus I'm a ticking time bomb, or am I just a drama whore who missed attention from her daddy
- I don't know how I can stop, now I'm ready to blow up, I need to bleed to feed the urge
- that seizes me won't let me sleep, now I'm creeping out from under sheets and sneaking past the hallway: creaking boards, beeping laundry machine, my daddy's asleep while I'm seeking a means for release
- I always wonder if I'll go too far, but that hasn't come yet, so I keep on doing this….
- I'm an addict, and my drug is hard to swallow
- The pills that I pop are not prescriptions, you'll never find them in a bottle
- I don't know what tomorrow holds, I barely have today
- But I'm halfway through this day and standin stronger than the pain
- Now I've learned that just because I've given in, that doesn't mean I have to give up
- yeah, I can still get back up
- I'll put this knife down, and I won't pick it back up
- No matter how much bad luck can stack up, I'm moving forward, I'm moving forward, I'm moving forward.
- I'm moving forward!
- uh
- Will you be there if I cry for help?
- Maybe I don't have to do this all by myself
- I feel alone but I'm reachin out
- Learned I don't have to listen to my doubts
What is a Blueprint?
A blueprint is like a report card for your lyrics. It contains a lyrical breakdown and analysis of all the words, syllables, and rhymes in your song.
Learn More >