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The Perpetual System
- //Intro
- I don't want to look a fool with a pussy complaint,
- I got a few problems, cause greatly perfect I ain't,
- understand me, how I feel, you can't possibly know,
- Bout a kid in a school, with no ambition to go.
- A moment that scarred me, that will last me forever,
- When a girl laughs at me, i couldn't hold it together,
- My hands start to extend, they cause a lasting regret,
- The fear in her eyes, it's something i wont forget.
- //Verse1
- Now I'll tell you bout the girl, how I had an affect,
- to put her life on the line, with my hands round her neck,
- And within a second or two, my life seems to fade,
- Even though I was young, was only in the third grade,
- Life feels purely unreal, so like a movie it's fake,
- Karilla psycho villain, the new Norman Bates,
- created simply from hate, taking pills just to abate,
- Knowing that it's too late, to wipe my sins from my slate.
- //Hook
- Oh god, why do this, I'm begging and on my knees,
- The root of my pain, stem from the disabilities,
- Tourette's, add, the panic attacks and depression,
- all this fucking pain, just to defend your peons lessons,
- I know there's worse, conditions others can be in,
- but feel like you had me, deem most cursed human be in,
- For all your scriptures, you 'spost to use it, to lean on,
- Just might take them pages, give me something to pee on.
- //Verse2
- Now talk bout the pharmas, how they feed off the needing,
- Like me in my life, metaphorically bleeding,
- So bundle up all the hurt, to put on your torn ragged shirt,
- sadly wander the Earth, to try and see what you're worth,
- Find the inevitable hurt, like end of a firth,
- to see and assert, knowing you addicted at birth,
- The pharmaceutical greed, make you feel a victim,
- So go and try to fight it, The perpetual system.
- //Hook
- Oh god, why do this, I'm begging and on my knees,
- The root of my pain, stem from the disabilities,
- Tourette's, add, the panic attacks and depression,
- all this fucking pain, just to defend your peons lessons,
- I know there's worse, conditions others can be in,
- but feel like you had me, deem most cursed human be in,
- For all your scriptures, you 'spost to use it, to lean on,
- Just might take them pages, give me something to pee on.
- //Verse 3
- When I was just sixteen, I got some shit that was laced,
- Tryna save a few bucks, he put some spice to replace,
- some weed in the bag, comprised primarily of shake,
- I wish I could go back, look the dealer in his face,
- His name was Chris Ashby, caused me months of psychosis,
- But worst of all, was the lack of a diagnosis,
- If the doctors didn't know then what the hell could I do,
- Was just stuck in my head, waiting if I could break through.
- //Hook
- Oh god, why do this, I'm begging and on my knees,
- The root of my pain, stem from the disabilities,
- Tourette's, add, the panic attacks and depression,
- all this fucking pain, just to defend your peons lessons,
- I know there's worse, conditions others can be in,
- but feel like you had me, deem most cursed human be in,
- For all your scriptures, you 'spost to use it, to lean on,
- Just might take them pages, give me something to pee on.
- //Verse4
- Some days I just stand, while screaming into the mirror,
- at times it looks foggy, frequently couldn't be clearer,
- That I'm seconds from death, and how I couldn't be nearer,
- Not in control of my life, not a boss or steerer,
- So I wait in my raft, drift through the river of styx,
- Maybe cut off an ear, like Van Gogh or a half way strix,
- Cause right now I feel, i'm living a river of hell,
- Maybe I get buried alive, chose to not ring the bell.
- //Hook
- Oh god, why do this, I'm begging and on my knees,
- The root of my pain, stem from the disabilities,
- Tourette's, add, the panic attacks and depression,
- all this fucking pain, just to defend your peons lessons,
- I know there's worse, conditions others can be in,
- but feel like you had me, deem most cursed human be in,
- For all your scriptures, you 'spost to use it, to lean on,
- Just might take them pages, give me something to pee on.
- //Outro
- This moment in my life, highlights all the worst in me,
- The curbed freak last, comes sociopathic debris,
- But now I see it clear, what i've brought on to myself,
- The past has a way back, to punish you for yourself,
- Its been 2 years since, from the initial psychosis,
- I still feel it today, it degrades my noesis,
- If you thinking with anger, think again and omit,
- Cause if karma is real shit, then you shouldn't go choke it.
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