Steemit Open Mic Week 67
Cold Sheets
First, I apologize for how bright the video is. I'm not sure what happened, it didn't look like that before I uploaded it.
For all of you that have you been following some of my verses/songs over the last little while, you'll know that I made this song over the last week. This is the first time both verses were made into one song. Was a rough last couple of weeks, but Steemit has been really coming in big time, I can't express my thanks enough.
Also, just wanted to let people know that even though there might be some suicide related topics, this is a form of expression. Don't want anybody to worry about me, not really suicidal or anything, lol! Thanks a lot.
Lyrics
(Chorus)
I feel like an alien, maybe I ain't from here
I’ve never understood all the strange things done here
feel like I’m a veteran, spirit is the battlefield
gun’s in the holster, can’t express how sad it feels
ain't hidin away, I just have to meditate
I feel I’ve got a lot to say but this oppressive weight
Announcing to the planet, numbers don't exist to me
You’re never alone, you and I we share history
Sometimes I got cold feet, laying under cold sheets
Where our bodies both meet, we can make our own heat
If you listen closely, you can hear the broke beat
Of a heart that’s closing, is there love to show me?
Lay awake no sleep, nobody consoling me
It’s so cold, is there anybody here to clothe me?
Is there even a fuckin single bone to throw me?
But how can there be, if I don’t even know me?
(Chorus)
Kill me for my benefit, love. Don’t ever mention it
Irresistible mutagenesis - my depression is
The truth is evident, never get beyond it
Everyday a bomb hits, a military conflict
Special Ops convict, stuck inside a prison cell
Fighting with my inner self, give em hell
Might as well…
The picture painted is vivid, but can I live it?
When it’s time for forgiveness, I pivot, I can’t revisit
Killin all who solicit, this sickness it isn’t witnessed
Like liquid it sits diminished, until you throw yourself in it
Seconds shift into minutes, minutes they twist to days
Gun is aimed, bang bang, I instantly feel no pain
Can not live with the strain of what my life had remained
Is my family ashamed? How will my death be explained?
momma’s love proclaimed, I’m lowered into my grave
So much I could say… God, just take me away
(Chorus)
