Some Stories Are Too True to Tell ft. Time & AwareNess Lyrics

Some stories are too true to tell, like how I wished your life was hell

Like how I couldn't forgive myself, when I threw my inner child down the well

Deep breath, let me release this, this thesis is a beast kid

No need for telekinesis, your silence is where the beef is

Been vegan for a while cuz I don't like killing babies or the earth

But it seems like being an American does all of that and much worse

It's hard to look in the mirror and search, what you'll find is fear and hurt

This year has been a blur, friends dying from xans and percs

But you're never lonely in Babylon that's why I'm trying to travel on

You can't judge me your gavel's gone, up shit creek I paddle on

Poets are always complaining, rappers are always bragging

I sewed them both together and turned them into a dagger

And into my back I stabbed, I am Judas, I am Brutus

I'm a poem that was never written in the pen of Pablo Neruda

Pass me another plate of friends, I'm tired of making them

I didn't forget those memories I assassinated them

These stories are too true to tell, like how you gave up on your health

Like how you pickled your liver with liquor, pills and everything else

Some aren't afraid to die, they're afraid to live

They don't want any help, so all they do is give

You're too faded to cry, the sky's a gray abyss

I hope these words are felt, I'm trying to get through to chris

Are you living or existing? thriving or surviving?

Quitting can be risky, when you're lying about trying

Lately you've been distant, your problems I can list them

Why are you wishing for the Sistine when your paintbrush is nonexistent?

Are you a fading phantom or an opium ghost?

Lately I've been feeling like a has been at this podium of hope

I seem to always hang myself, my friend sold me the rope

You invited me to your pity party and told me to host

I'm a paradox that breathes, I'm a blinking contradiction

I was looking for the truth but now I'm sinking in fiction

Some stories are too true to tell, like how I always lie to myself

Like how I treat rap like a therapist and put my problems on the shelf

I never sold out a show I just sold out my soul

When I started working for a wage 15 years ago

I'm out here trying to pay dues but what do you do when the dudes

You pay dues too despise and hate you? I'm depressed and eating grapefruit

The past is a dime store novel, a sink film, a bad mystery

When the karaoke bars all close they'll forget about you, even history

Vultures circling around me, I'm screaming I'm not edible

Sharks circling me in the pool with agents who aren't credible

The hunt continues after the capture, the hunter becomes the hunted

inside it all happened that's why your spirit is numb and stunted

I see chem trails writing in cursive, spelling out the end times

Shaky pen trail, I'm nervous but these words are enzymes

I'm trying to break reality's ligaments, grizzle, and tissue

Dear truth, I'm looking for you, I'm trying to find you, I miss you