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Lyrical Analysis of...
Still Standing (EDIT)
- I feel like I'm just lost n' tossin an turnin, frosted over still burnin'
- yearnin for somethin greater, soul searchin in this dull hole full a haters
- An indicator that this world is not what it seems, not for me, vision blurred
- Stings cause it had the nerve to splice my last nerve, wow,
- Twice now I've sunk to the bottom *kerplunk* the sound of my rottin body droppin
- Used all the strength I've got n', stuck watchin, plottin my next move
- findin my groove, time to choose what path to take, what I have at stake
- you do the math while I sit here and fuckin masturbate,
- while everyone fucking laughs at the raps I make,
- wake n' bake, for god's sake hoping this is all a dream
- that it's not fake, and tomorrow instead of drowning in my sorrows I gleam
- And get a chance with these rap rants in my hands to redeem my torn self esteem
- I'll then be reborn livin vivid in the chants of my fans,
- Dancin, dashin, prancin, and laughin cause my plans aren't chrashin
- I can finally make a statement about our mental fashion without receivin a verbal lashin
- Babblin in my journal I finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful
- Dealin with fright in a bright light like I'm nocturnal,
- rarely seein, barely breathin turning purple, But I'm still standin...
- Still standing with my feet firmly planted, Granted I was never fully stranded,
- I'll never understand why I felt so abandonedMy childhood wasn't bland n' I'll tell you firsthand
- I wasn't raised a dumb little ass though, branded a son of middle class folk,
- wrote, spoke like a normal human, still perceived different
- Maybe I'm late bloomin, a newly received shipment,
- concealin a brilliant bewitchment feelin resistant
- Wonderin why everyone's so persistent thunderin in telling me what to do,
- what to say, who knew, I'd still be standing here today
- I almost ended it all, I almost fuckin hung a rope n' let all 150 pounds fall
- Jesus what a fucking close call, I don't give a lil shit if no one believes this ill spit raw
- Cause in the long haul you'll remember these lyrical pictures I draw
- An ember burned right through the center of the spherical sinners thought
- Just be careful when you're caught standing at the edge in distraught
- Remember you're lucky to be standin at all, Remember we're still standin...
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