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- fucked up yes i am keep my wrist sliced, like a tomato after its been diced,
- take my lighter and burn my cuts, keepin em closed like private clubs,
- im quiet and depressed, never a talker or a fighter,
- im the one child god never blessed, im hyper at times, and poisonous like an indian viper,
- some may call me emo, but im just sad cuz im labeled as zero,
- ill never be popular, the closest ill get to a girl is through the lens on my binocular,
- i hate life my mom left me for Vegas, but im happy she calls once a month,
- i wish that i was famous, so that i could get a girl and maybe a son,
- all i ever wanted to do was impress my father,
- but he looks at me and says "why even bother", hands me a dollar and says go to school,
- but i cant even buy a bottle of water with that, so its no wonder im not fat,
- im just a child, living in a horrible habitat, trying to think outside the box,
- i know i need my hair styled, because its frizzy like a cat, and rough like a fox,
- all i want is to be appreciated, i want to be the one to tell someone theyr if theyr obligated or not,
- but its hard when everyone frowns upon the tone of your name,
- when people see me they say "hey look at that fag", and i keep walking pretending as if it was only wind,
- but its hard to keep walking, even to stay standing, while im taking a drag, from my unlit cigarette,
- i just want to be loved, i dont want to be shoved, down flights of stairs,
- listening to kids around me screaming fight, over and over,
- so i should just give up and leave this place so that my life will be over,
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