Exit (feat. 2nd Exit)
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๐ Lyrics
I weren't gonna run
But it's the furthest I've come
I was bursting my lungs
I should turn and leave the permanent done
Cause it hurts to see the worst in the one
Plus the murmurs become the vermin
Speaking words that are undeserving
But I'll turn them into mine
Feeling blacked out looking further for the light in life
It's what the cold and the murderous decide
It's hard to be certain of the purpose of the grind
When it's purposefully designed
We learn to read and write
Then we feel fatigued
Need a sermon, need a sign
So we can feel at ease
And blur between the lines
And pray away the strain on my vertebrae
I lay awake like what does the worker make?
Just enough to leave him poor but deserve a break
I came aboard though I learned to wait
This will be my train of thought till I terminate
Hard to believe we'd get so far so soon
Haven't even passed the first aisle of the showroom
Calm and collected I try to home in on the stars
But at this point there's no need to mention the past
Seems the future's still coming in fast
And my day to day life's some curio yarn
And lately I've been lacking in charm
And the planet I am from still spins between Venus and Mars
Heart fickle, mind unstable
The sand in my socks but always a little food on the table
And I'll keep on till I'm no longer able
Till my shoes are worn out and my stories turn fiction to fable
Till my dictions disabled and I am slower
Too old for playing the fool or the joker
Till I forget the hurdles I never got over
And land three days shy on the seventh of October
It's mandatory that you go to supervision
And supervision is basically a therapist, once a week
You get an hour with them
Cause they know the work you do is highly stressful
So I thought
Uh you know what? There's a stigma of men don't go to this therapist
Black people don't go to this therapist
So I thought, "Alright, let me just see what this is about"
So at first yeah, I'm just there
And I just thought um
You know, what am I gonna talk about?
Like I, I literally thought
There's nothing really to talk about
Then I thought, "Tell me about what?"
By the time yeah, it was like the third week or something
I was like "God, do you know how helpful this is?"
I don't think people really understand
A lot of people go to validation in other places
They're just trying to get this
I know a lot of people that go to church
And try to get what this guy's giving me here
But it's the furthest I've come
I was bursting my lungs
I should turn and leave the permanent done
Cause it hurts to see the worst in the one
Plus the murmurs become the vermin
Speaking words that are undeserving
But I'll turn them into mine
Feeling blacked out looking further for the light in life
It's what the cold and the murderous decide
It's hard to be certain of the purpose of the grind
When it's purposefully designed
We learn to read and write
Then we feel fatigued
Need a sermon, need a sign
So we can feel at ease
And blur between the lines
And pray away the strain on my vertebrae
I lay awake like what does the worker make?
Just enough to leave him poor but deserve a break
I came aboard though I learned to wait
This will be my train of thought till I terminate
Hard to believe we'd get so far so soon
Haven't even passed the first aisle of the showroom
Calm and collected I try to home in on the stars
But at this point there's no need to mention the past
Seems the future's still coming in fast
And my day to day life's some curio yarn
And lately I've been lacking in charm
And the planet I am from still spins between Venus and Mars
Heart fickle, mind unstable
The sand in my socks but always a little food on the table
And I'll keep on till I'm no longer able
Till my shoes are worn out and my stories turn fiction to fable
Till my dictions disabled and I am slower
Too old for playing the fool or the joker
Till I forget the hurdles I never got over
And land three days shy on the seventh of October
It's mandatory that you go to supervision
And supervision is basically a therapist, once a week
You get an hour with them
Cause they know the work you do is highly stressful
So I thought
Uh you know what? There's a stigma of men don't go to this therapist
Black people don't go to this therapist
So I thought, "Alright, let me just see what this is about"
So at first yeah, I'm just there
And I just thought um
You know, what am I gonna talk about?
Like I, I literally thought
There's nothing really to talk about
Then I thought, "Tell me about what?"
By the time yeah, it was like the third week or something
I was like "God, do you know how helpful this is?"
I don't think people really understand
A lot of people go to validation in other places
They're just trying to get this
I know a lot of people that go to church
And try to get what this guy's giving me here