Through The Storm Lyrics

Lacerations to my face, mumble when I'm speaking

Tried to hold my ground, pouring out bleeding

Ten stitches in my mouth, wire I'm feeling

Gotta use a straw for my meals when I'm eating

Put me under morphine so I can't feel the muscle ripping

So I can't tell while he's operating if he did or if he didn't

Cut the tissue, flesh fall away, never seen again

I thugged that shit out cause I'm different, you the median

Help me through the storm

God guide me through this

What'll it be?

Will you check in or spread more lies about me?

Go behind my back since you can't say it to my face

You want me to start the conversation?

Know your fucking place

I'm in a different zone when it's come to how I deal with shit

Cause wire tastes different once you get used to feeling it

Chewing's a little hard when you can't open your mouth much

When blood pours out if I even try to laugh at stuff

How's it feel to get stitches raw? I said test it

I turn losses into wins, I might be dyslexic

Press the button if you need anaesthesia, I ain't pressed it

I just left it, let him

Do his job, no sedation, I faced it

Face it, you don't get the picture, you trace it

Tasting, metallic blood rushing out headed

Going for the nearest exit, I let it

And I said the realest shit, the realest shit, you don't get it, and

Let this remind you who said it

Who said it?

Who said it?

Is it set in stone? Who set it?

Help me through the storm

God guide me through this

What'll it be?

Will you check in or spread more lies about me?

Go behind my back since you can't say it to my face

You want me to start the conversation?

Know your fucking place