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  • Eggshells and Ashes

    Eggshells and Ashes

    Fatoo|1

    {subtle vinyl crackle, warm Rhodes piano chords,

    slow swing hop rhythm} {spoken,

    introspective delivery} Yeah, let it out,

    let it go... You see that reminds me senior year Everything moved

    so fast, couldn't catch up Couldn't laugh with my peers

    Survived a whole year,

    let it out in the summer And a little in the fall

    Now really something triggers but I cry a bit Then I'm dry

    {lazy conversational rap flow} Everybody just having fun

    Looked more depressed than the athletic that got her back injured

    She had to give up on her dream,

    graduate after three years

    I never had a thing to lose this whole time But I

    looked like the biggest loser (hah)

    {smooth bass line enters} Some handled me like a bottle

    Some let me roll away

    Filled me up with hopeful messages

    And off I float the circuit so quick

    Unmoored {sweet melodic background vocal swells} Not fully immersed in it

    Waited for an appropriate moment to be depressed Throughout it I wasn't

    there, I escaped it I swear if you only handed me a

    cigarette

    I'd have a black lung by now

    I thought of everyone addicted Cursed schools and not sure what system

    {steady head-nodding beat} I knew I wouldn't say things I said in

    my head

    I was convinced I'm a monster

    Took it out on my dad in my head Took it out

    on my aunt real time

    Made her feel real bad Now I'm scared she'd die

    How am I gonna meet her kids

    I can feel em cuz I know

    I'd kill the guy that made my mom cry,

    too

    {subdued instrumentation,

    drums drop to

    light click} {slow, drifting half-time beat} Now its a rap in my

    head by that time r u dead yet

    If only I be dead first then you would feel sad

    Mom would go crazy

    So god forbid

    But I'll get the luxury how much sin I'll wear

    Its a matter of time I tried to make it up to

    you

    But I'm on eggshells I'm in hell never cared less about heaven

    You'll be there you raised em well Survivor's guilt (yeah)

    {hazy atmospheric guitar swells} {drums fade out,

    solo warm Rhodes chords and quiet vinyl static} {soft humming} (hummmmm)

    Survivor's guilt...

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