CYNE - Catharsis lyrics
[CYNE - Catharsis lyrics]
Militant-minded, shining diamonds with my
Heart on the ropes
Take the edge when I rewind
I’m climbing the slopes
Bring it closer to the essence
I’m breathing with God’s blessings
Moving forward, but thinking
But sinking into depression
Pulling my own weight
I struggle with opposition
I’m wrestling down angels and
Strangle the competition
Searching deep in my heart
I’m looking for definition in simple terms
I yearn to find my life’s mission
Listening to the inner
This sinner will find answers
Hoping that I remember that Hell
Is like a cancer
Blast as a drum kick hit's into oblivion
Flash as the sky split's, slip into meridian
Capture the rapture, fall into disaster
Ambient sound surround and press the master
Soundtrack of living in stores
If Lord willin’
The last day’s bumps so nice in car systems
Redemption
My system hydraulic, we frolic
Young man he stands, he brands alcoholic
Smash through the glass
He shatter against love
Slip away from the close-up pain
It’s such a drug run away from innocence
A child of the shadows unravel the mystery
The reason of the shackles
No pot to piss in with nobody to listen
Went Godbody, Five Percent to the Christian
Crusades are inner, reborn a dope nigga
A crease in his pants, he stance
Remain bigger looking for a peace of mind
But never found it
Looking for a peace of mind
But never found it, shot
And there was I, standing here, wondering why
A blue rose never grows to a velvet sky
Why the Sun gotta go for the Moon to rise
And when we born
Why the first thing we do is cry
Possessed is probably a good word uh
What I’m possessed
By at the time, I don’t really know but
I seemed to lose a little bit of
I think I’ve lost my brains
Crying, like breathing air, but still dying
Flying with broken wings, lying nah, nigga
I’m in no position for that shit
Is critical actually
Survivalist tactics got me on point
Thinking, "Put the weed out
Hold your head high
History’s a lie, " broadcasting it live
Perhaps lose the next day
Can’t predict the future
You wanna be a star
Crack a smile so they can shoot ya
Rhymin’ in limelight to me shit is weak
I’m just another slave riding up shit’s creek
Heart on the ropes
Take the edge when I rewind
I’m climbing the slopes
Bring it closer to the essence
I’m breathing with God’s blessings
Moving forward, but thinking
But sinking into depression
Pulling my own weight
I struggle with opposition
I’m wrestling down angels and
Strangle the competition
Searching deep in my heart
I’m looking for definition in simple terms
I yearn to find my life’s mission
Listening to the inner
This sinner will find answers
Hoping that I remember that Hell
Is like a cancer
Blast as a drum kick hit's into oblivion
Flash as the sky split's, slip into meridian
Capture the rapture, fall into disaster
Ambient sound surround and press the master
Soundtrack of living in stores
If Lord willin’
The last day’s bumps so nice in car systems
Redemption
My system hydraulic, we frolic
Young man he stands, he brands alcoholic
Smash through the glass
He shatter against love
Slip away from the close-up pain
It’s such a drug run away from innocence
A child of the shadows unravel the mystery
The reason of the shackles
No pot to piss in with nobody to listen
Went Godbody, Five Percent to the Christian
Crusades are inner, reborn a dope nigga
A crease in his pants, he stance
Remain bigger looking for a peace of mind
But never found it
Looking for a peace of mind
But never found it, shot
And there was I, standing here, wondering why
A blue rose never grows to a velvet sky
Why the Sun gotta go for the Moon to rise
And when we born
Why the first thing we do is cry
Possessed is probably a good word uh
What I’m possessed
By at the time, I don’t really know but
I seemed to lose a little bit of
I think I’ve lost my brains
Crying, like breathing air, but still dying
Flying with broken wings, lying nah, nigga
I’m in no position for that shit
Is critical actually
Survivalist tactics got me on point
Thinking, "Put the weed out
Hold your head high
History’s a lie, " broadcasting it live
Perhaps lose the next day
Can’t predict the future
You wanna be a star
Crack a smile so they can shoot ya
Rhymin’ in limelight to me shit is weak
I’m just another slave riding up shit’s creek