Arrogance
• Written by Xeaclare
Xeaclare's Notes
Copyright © 2016 FLAK Records LLC.
chasing a simple escape
Trapped long before I knew it,
Took a wrong turn and found yourself some where impossible
Constrained by the agony that suffocates me, there's no release.
Death remains so foreign, until he's knocking on your door.
A door you don't remember opening, left open for too long.
Chemical bliss masking the darkness, he creeps in while your noddin'.
What once where choices transformed into a sick slavery you welcomed.
Fooling myself with synthetic bliss that quickly faded to a harsh reality.
You can only numb yourself to a point, delusions of joy long gone.
One day you wake up worse off than ever, a ghost of my former self
wondering how you ended up here, my best friend the heroin vampire
An innocent little girl just trying to have fun
never knowing where she would end up.
Left trying to pick up the pieces, so much lost in the wind,
a path of destruction all that remains in my wake.
I'm left alone with my barbed poison n' bitter captivity
Imprisoned yet calm n' savoring my stay, push down n' blast away.
The demon that slowly stole my soul away day by day,
Sick as hell, the chains weighin heavy, feeling like my mind is a cell.
I search for a vein, to relieve the worst of my pain,
I aint no victim, I enjoy my imprisonment as a symptom.
a blossom of red, a plume of success, n' reality I've departed.
can't describe utopia as I run low on euphoria,
I may be dead inside, but our story won't be left unrecorded.
Finding yourself praying to a god you don't believe in.
while simultaneously committing suicide in slow motion.
motherfucker you're slow!
//Copyright © 2016 FLAK Records LLC.
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Xeaclare
Member since January 23 2015