Rap the RED :-(((
BetterFeelingThought’s raps are helping you let your feelings out.
I want to say I use this beat to share my feeling, I must admit,
I feel despair!!
They say admitting my emotion will put the end for all commotion,
And move somewhere…
So I admit, it hurts like hell. I don’t have strength to even yell:
Take off these fetters!!
But from the bottom where I lie There’s only one way up to fly,
And feeling better!
And feeling better? I don’t know.
I guess I’ve lost which way to go.
My life is done. I feel unloved,
And I forgot the word “beloved..”
I am depressed. I don’t care,
What pain and grief for me is there.
But they say I am not the only,
One who has misery, and lonely.
They say that hurt is not forever,
That I can try to think more clever.
That there’re others who overcame,
This stage of misery and shame.
And feeling better is their aim,
To soothe the pain, to cool the flame.
Perhaps me too, perhaps I’ll try,
Even I want to say good bye!
Cause if I vanish, if I die,
Who will be sobbing, who will cry?
Perhaps there will be someone sigh!
For whom I give the reason why,
For whom I want to show mercy!
And stay and live for what is worth it.
But I don’t care, I am done.
Leave me alone before I’m gone!
I feel no worth, I’m full of pain.
I’m feeling powerless, in vain.
They say it’s not who I am real.
They say my Source sees me ideal!
I am confused in disbelief.
I’d rather sink in pain and grief!
I’m so miserable, worthless!
And that’s ideal? That’s – remorseless.
I want to say I use this beat to share my feeling, I must admit,
I feel despair!!
They say admitting my emotion will put the end for all commotion,
And move somewhere…
So I admit, it hurts like hell. I don’t have strength to even yell:
Take off these fetters!!
But from the bottom where I lie There’s only one way up to fly,
And feeling better!
And feeling better? Oh I wish,
It’s like a tramp must find his dish.
But how to do it? No desire,
To move even my finger Not what you require.
Other’s are better, and no wonder,
That I’m beneath go down go under.
But there is no bottom, it can go worse,
Until I admit that I claim my worth.
But it is too much, I only can handle,
To start getting angry and throw some scandal.
You don’t want that, for it is pretty scary!
But why would I care? Why would I care?
I want relief, and getting drunk,
So all my hurts forgotten, shrunk.
Drugs help of course but they are masters,
and I am a slave to those bastards.
And where to go? I’m sliding the slope,
But something inside me is longing for hope.
My power is taken, I’m here so helpless.
Yet I want to feel powerful, I want to feel selfish.
I want to feel better, I want this relief,
I want to forget all my pains, and grief,
I want to feel loved and get back on track,
To start to believe in my life, get it back!
I’m feeling rage, and I may tab it.
I start to train my thinking habit.
To think of my needs, my wants and hope,
To start to think that I can cope,
I let myself to think of pride,
to mercy those who would cry.
I like to think that I’m strong!
That I’m doing nothing wrong.
I want to say I use this beat to share my feeling, I must admit,
I feel despair!!
They say admitting my emotion will put the end for all commotion,
And move somewhere…
So I admit, it hurts like hell. I don’t have strength to even yell:
Take off these fetters!!
But from the bottom where I lie There’s only one way up to fly,
And feeling better!
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Lyrics by Aigul Aubanova and Victor Dull, music and song by Dru Vocals and Phoenix
Copyright 2015 BetterFeelingThought.com
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