therapy: session 02 ft. Owen Lyrics

I hate feeling like everything is a compromise

Orange blues shit; my solace is still hard to find

Called for God— I'm impressively insane

Still caught in fog— I'm dejected and ashamed

This progression feels so vain

The depression didn't wane

So I'm etching on the page

'Cause I'm desperate for some change

Where's my leverage in this game?

The darkness seems so endless in this lane

Well, here I go again, professing all my pain

Might be my only skill; I was hesitant to say

Harbouring all this guilt; bitch I'm dreading everything

Can't you tell by my scars?

I did these tats with no ink by myself; a work of art, nigga

Struggling to avoid the hard liquor

Crumbling while my heart dithers

It's waiting for an end

Been paying for my sins

And I'm not splittin' the cost with ya

And it's not because I'm generous

No, I just can't be in more debt than this

These cries finna leave a mess

Do my abilities impress?

A liability at best

That's why I tend to need more strength

Who got a senzu bean? I need a thousand

Still restless, but I'm desperate to keep climbing up this mountain

And show my daughter someone she can be proud of

She always sees me down, but I can't let that be her outcome

All I know is the music

I suffer on days without it

Have I really been going through it

Or just cowering all around it?

I can't afford to give up my dreams

But, then again, I can't afford anything

A starving artist

10 years in, still trying my hardest

Hoping to make it one day so life doesn't leave me heartless

Do you see what I see when you look at me?

Do you see what I see when you look at me?