Kid Cudi - TORTURED lyrics
Kid Cudi [Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi] Cleveland, Ohio. U.S.
[Kid Cudi - TORTURED lyrics]
God, help me (Ooh-ooh)
God, help me (Ooh-ooh), please (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Do you hear me? (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Do you hear me? (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the dark (Yeah), that's a trippy night, I was the Devil, well, fuck off (Fuck 'em)
Had a crazy day, I think I might just go get sauced (Saucy)
Yin gave me acid, then said I was gettin' lost (Winners)
My partners tell me "Strap in, this is happenin', we on" (Hot, hot)
I've been on my mission, got my people by my side (Hot, hot, hot)
My demons there to haunt me, keepin' focused, shit, it sucks, man
I don't give two fuckers what they say about me, own me (Yeah)
I'ma stay so focused, do my dirt up on my lonely (Yeah)
Think it's sixty-four me, can't fuck with me, no goalie
I'ma keep it realer, if I see you, I keep rollin'
And strollin', my people, they don't know that
Every single week, I get the lowest, I'm sober
Meanwhile I sleep, dreamin' and all
Demons, they creep on up, bringin' the drugs
They said I pray, smoke, and get drunk (Oh-oh-oh)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
What's the cost? (Yeah) Tryna find my way inside this bitch, this shit is awful
Only government is playin' tennis with emotion (Yeah)
Tryin' different therapists, they sayin' I got problems
Voices in my head, they tryna show me all the solvin' (Yeah)
Been thinkin' 'bout my friends and I can't tell them what is wrong
Send 'em all "Okay", then hit the button, I'm keepin' strong
Dealin' with this shit, like ever since I lost my pops, mane
Every day I man-gain, interested in the brain, mane
I'm drownin', I'm crazy and it's timin'
Sittin' in the darkness, scarin' nothin', I'm down bad
These bitches that I'm downin', she love me but she left me
Master of my madness, so much sadness in the night
Meanwhile I sleep, dreamin' and all
Demons, they creep on up, bringin' the drugs
They said I pray, smoke, and get drunk (Oh-oh-oh)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
Yeah, woah-oh, yeah, woah-oh
Woah-oh, woah-oh
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die
God, help me (Ooh-ooh), please (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Do you hear me? (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Do you hear me? (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the dark (Yeah), that's a trippy night, I was the Devil, well, fuck off (Fuck 'em)
Had a crazy day, I think I might just go get sauced (Saucy)
Yin gave me acid, then said I was gettin' lost (Winners)
My partners tell me "Strap in, this is happenin', we on" (Hot, hot)
I've been on my mission, got my people by my side (Hot, hot, hot)
My demons there to haunt me, keepin' focused, shit, it sucks, man
I don't give two fuckers what they say about me, own me (Yeah)
I'ma stay so focused, do my dirt up on my lonely (Yeah)
Think it's sixty-four me, can't fuck with me, no goalie
I'ma keep it realer, if I see you, I keep rollin'
And strollin', my people, they don't know that
Every single week, I get the lowest, I'm sober
Meanwhile I sleep, dreamin' and all
Demons, they creep on up, bringin' the drugs
They said I pray, smoke, and get drunk (Oh-oh-oh)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
What's the cost? (Yeah) Tryna find my way inside this bitch, this shit is awful
Only government is playin' tennis with emotion (Yeah)
Tryin' different therapists, they sayin' I got problems
Voices in my head, they tryna show me all the solvin' (Yeah)
Been thinkin' 'bout my friends and I can't tell them what is wrong
Send 'em all "Okay", then hit the button, I'm keepin' strong
Dealin' with this shit, like ever since I lost my pops, mane
Every day I man-gain, interested in the brain, mane
I'm drownin', I'm crazy and it's timin'
Sittin' in the darkness, scarin' nothin', I'm down bad
These bitches that I'm downin', she love me but she left me
Master of my madness, so much sadness in the night
Meanwhile I sleep, dreamin' and all
Demons, they creep on up, bringin' the drugs
They said I pray, smoke, and get drunk (Oh-oh-oh)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
As I sit and burn, wantin' to the sky (Yeah)
They say "Careful, boy," I say "Why?" (Why?)
I'ma stay tortured all my life (Life)
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die (Yeah)
Yeah, woah-oh, yeah, woah-oh
Woah-oh, woah-oh
Feelin' like me, I'll be fightin' 'til I die
About the song Kid Cudi - TORTURED
"TORTURED," has taken the music world by storm, eliciting a wave of passionate responses from his devoted fanbase. The spectrum of emotions and opinions expressed by fans showcases the impact Cudi continues to have on the industry and his listeners.
A Resonating Bop:
One prevailing sentiment among fans is the sheer excitement and enthusiasm for the song. Phrases like "This is a bop!" and "Beat Slaps" dominate the comment section, highlighting the infectious nature of Cudi's music. Another noteworthy reaction centers around the nostalgia triggered by signature style. Fans draw parallels between "TORTURED" and earlier work, with comments like "Old Cudi with a new twist" and "Timeless cud." The engagement within the fan community is evident as listeners exchange thoughts and insights. From recognizing Soulja Boy's "bag to blow" sample to speculating on potential collaborations, fans actively participate in unraveling the layers of musical tapestry. This sense of community adds a dynamic dimension to the listening experience, fostering a shared appreciation for the artist's craft.
Critical Reflections on the Album:
Amid the overwhelmingly positive feedback, there are also fans who offer more critical perspectives on the overall album. One listener notes, "Most songs sound good, however, not much really stands out as amazing." Several comments express a deep emotional connection to the song, with phrases like "Shit just hit the soul" and "Cudi is truly a gift."
A Resonating Bop:
One prevailing sentiment among fans is the sheer excitement and enthusiasm for the song. Phrases like "This is a bop!" and "Beat Slaps" dominate the comment section, highlighting the infectious nature of Cudi's music. Another noteworthy reaction centers around the nostalgia triggered by signature style. Fans draw parallels between "TORTURED" and earlier work, with comments like "Old Cudi with a new twist" and "Timeless cud." The engagement within the fan community is evident as listeners exchange thoughts and insights. From recognizing Soulja Boy's "bag to blow" sample to speculating on potential collaborations, fans actively participate in unraveling the layers of musical tapestry. This sense of community adds a dynamic dimension to the listening experience, fostering a shared appreciation for the artist's craft.
Critical Reflections on the Album:
Amid the overwhelmingly positive feedback, there are also fans who offer more critical perspectives on the overall album. One listener notes, "Most songs sound good, however, not much really stands out as amazing." Several comments express a deep emotional connection to the song, with phrases like "Shit just hit the soul" and "Cudi is truly a gift."
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