Third installment to the short musical film "Making A Mess".
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Written by: aM.Ess
Directed by: Armani Ramos (ActuallyArmani)
Mixed by: Jeremy Bridges
Produced by: @DArtizt
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@amdotess
@ActuallyArmani
@iamjbridges
Lyrics:
Pain in my chest makes it difficult to breathe
I careless what you have to say to me
Cuz i.... medicate to fade a jaded memory
Of them taking the only good that i ever had in me
I realize that sometimes, people gotta do their own thing
Best believe you’re on my mind, every single time my phone ring
I doubt you’ll hear these words that I’m saying but i’m hoping
That they reach you, somehow, for now, I’m just zoned in
Leaning on substances to curb the pain of loneliness
And even tho it plagues my life, this isn’t where my vision is
Why am I alive, wondering what my true mission is
Gift of gab, like it’s the only thing on my Christmas list
So i’mma keep talking even when I’m outta breath
There’s a lot weighing me down, gotta get it off my chest
Year’s of poor coping had my life back then a mess
Losing a piece of my heart left me jaded and depressed
But I gotta keep on pushing, cuz I ain’t never lose a fight
No sleep these days, cuz drugs and demons keep me up at night
Infatuated with the thought that only drugs can get me right
Only because I panicked when I thought all hope left my sight
Pain in my chest makes it difficult to breathe
I careless what you have to say to me
Cuz i.... medicate to fade a jaded memory
Of them taking the only good that i ever had in me
Pain in my chest makes it difficult to breathe
I careless what you have to say to me
Cuz i.... medicate to fade a jaded memory
Of them taking the only good that i ever had in me
Most the times, I don’t even care what’s really going on
All this pain inside of me, how the fuck am I still holding on?
Why won’t it ever quit, seems to go on and on
Salvation might be at the , but tell that bitch she took too long
So now I’m contemplating things I’d never even dream about
Standing front mirror, can’t believe what’s coming out my mouth
Plan is to stop the pain, looking for a different route
But this shit won’t ever change, ain’t no point or time to tough it out
Talk it out, the hell with that, the pain inside will eat me live
Dragging feet with conversations, when doing drugs will get me by
demons got x-ray vision, running outta spots to hide
Emotions run a muck, i’m running outta tears to cry
So i fry , what’s the point of doin all this sober?
I’m not getting up or dippin out until I feel its over
tell me why the fuck i’d ever do this sober
i ain’t dippin out till i feel this shit is over
Pain in my chest makes it difficult to breathe
I careless what you have to say to me
Cuz i.... medicate to fade a jaded memory
Of them taking the only good that i ever had in me
Pain in my chest makes it difficult to breathe
I careless what you have to say to me
Cuz i.... medicate to fade a jaded memory
Of them taking the only good that i ever had in me
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