Realest/Deepest Lyrics! (No Battles, Jus Emotions to Paper to Blog)

[simba]

I'll start with something basic...

We had never touched.
I figured what was the rush.
I know that there was a crush,
Like a lust between both of us.
You had to be blind not to see.
What your beauty was doing to be.
I was struck to the highest degree,
Now I'm burning up, there's no room to breathe.

Like a vulture chasing an eagle,
A shark that feeds on a seagull.
I had no control of my feelings.
Dead inside, why am I still breathing.
I have no heart cos you took it.
Tore it apart like a booklet.
Shook it, crooked, now it's useless.
Gave it back covered in bruises.

It's hard to die when i'm living,
Easy to faint when i'm breathing.
Laughing, crying, mixed emotions.
Life's a game and I'm outta tokens.

THIS THREAD IS NOT TO SEE WHO'S BETTER THAN WHO, JUST WRITE SOMETHING THAT'S DEEP, WHETHER IT'S PRE-WRITTEN OR ON THE SPOT, IT DOESN'T MATTER!

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[Bane]

I keep my emotions locked within, heart cold, consumed by sin /
Mind bold, yet struggling, to stay on the path, I'm wandering //
Seen my aspirations, shot out of the night sky /
Now confused, about what I want to remain, when I die //

Determined to leave a mark, not a memory but a legacy /
An example of what you can get out of life, if you attempt to be //
More than a Gang Banger, or being on top of the game /
Emo, Goth, be more than a group name //

Be more than a human, I'm trying to elevate my position /
Rise above the pain and strife, so I can envision //
A healthy world, not infected by lies /
A world, where only the truth can survive //

Innocent man, I have a motive but no means /
Opportunity is here but it's mostly unseen //
So tell me, how can I change the world's health /
When I can't, even change myself //

[kd0t]

Since Kaine born, I been wrapped, in a coat of pitch black hatred/
Personality split, thoughts twinned, innocence degraded//
My minds overcast. just have too many shadowy thoughts/
Got me contemplating suicide to leave behind a raggedy corpse//

I'm a regular depressive ~ pessimist, it re-aligns my intelligence/
Have this law abiding citizen, pre-meditating vengeance//
Cos this elephantine cerebellum, embeds, all indiscretion's/
Demands my attention. The buzzing's so incessant//

I'll never have peace, so I resign myself to darkness residing/
Cos silence, requires confrontation; maybe violence//
Happiness is fleeting, this cycle keeps repeating/
Trust is a magic trick, the sleight of hand's deceiving//

[Concussion]

I can also write depressing biopics and essays
About how life is a disarray like a Lamb led astray
"FML": so overly-cliched
Why delay to convey a display of dismay, and pray for a better day, staying but fading away, not being able to say it'll be "okay"?

Snow. A compromising quid pro quo
It sets faces aglow.
Yet into a blizzard of chaos, the world is thrown

Behold, a beautiful landscape at the price of the subzero cold
And icy, unforgiving winds that frequently can go uncontrolled
And indoor heating ventilation systems that just won't hold
Then just a few weeks later, it becomes sludge and gets old

A distraction from all your life's woes
It makes schools close, an extra day it bestows
A world lit with white from coast to coast
A world so grandiose; all the media's attention it will engross
Pristine enough to write placid poetry or polyphonic prose
But don't you ever think it can be an overdose?
Happiness, like snow, melts, and the hard ground is exposed
Inevitably, our troubles that had arose start to reshow
Thorns among a rose; purposefully superimposed
Lost its sense of true magic; immeasurably juxtaposed
Why do we just sit there and let life decompose
Staring blindly at our reflection in the repose of river-flows
Who knows where life goes, be it highs or lows
Capricious gradients, suppose when it starts to transpose
How it chose to compose the source of where your pain grows
All of a sudden the beauty, the pleasure, is forced to go adios

You stare out at the vast snow that has amassed
You watch kids playing in it and remember times passed

When you were like them, in the past when ignorant bliss was a blast
When happiness couldn't be more unsurpassed
When you didn't know the definition of the word pain and outcast
When such things weren't such a harassing pain in the ass
When you never wished that you were decomposing under the grass
When no one told you would never be top of the class

Deadlocked in a never-ending impasse
Reality blossoms through the shattered glass
Life is like a beautiful doll containing a canister of poison gas
All the harassment endured en masse

I stare out at the vast snow that has amassed
And I long for the old times in the past that have passed
Oh the ironic, temperamental contrast
And how much it erodes and its speed; oh how fast
And I wonder, at such speed, how long will this white happiness last?

What can I say about the life with which you toyed?
Seeing me in annoyed agony must make you overjoyed.
All the games and superficiality you employed
With all the hallucinatory drugs, depressants, steroids
Will you apologise to the life that you destroyed?
How can I live again when all I see above is void?

As I trudge along the concrete streets tinged cobalt
What happens when brine loses its salt?
What is a distilling barley without its malt?
Someone stole from a royal vault,
Whose to blame for the fault?
Due to interference, a life is cut short by accidental assault
So I wonder: how would it feel if your life came to a halt?

I think as I slowly stare up in bitter thought
Fraught with distraught, but still inconspicuously overwrought
You won't believe the hard lessons I was taught
Nor will you the battles I've fought
The anguish, the suicidal notions, all the lot
Restraints that were taut, the freedom that I sought
Were I attempted to visualize but have never ever caught
They took advantage of all my weak spots
And you just stood there, watching helplessly as my life rots
My essence, emotion, existence you've even forgot

How does it feel to have your heart battered and shattered
And served to you like an entree course on a platter?
What you know of me is a pathetic smatter
I hate having a thousand "should've"'s splatter
With all these superficial flatters and incessant vicious chatter
But to you, it just doesn't seem to matter.

Fine then, forget about me. Leave me out here to rust
Let me lose the sense of hope, connection, lust, trust
Let the physical form wear away and combust
Let it become one with the Earth's dying crust
Let it become the epitome of the opposite of robust
Thrust a look upon it with unjust, undiscussed, unadjusted, disgust
After all, what worth am I to you all if I'm lower than the dust?

The thalassic, thin thorns the$$$$utically thought through thorough
Toiled from the consequences of trouble that was borrowed
Making brows that furrow, trying to push past these sorrows
Because the best of your days are always the worst of your tomorrows

Disappearing over the horizon are the remaining scraps of spiritual essence.
The same way a senescent man living in a convalescence
Dependent on anti-depressants is wary of the ancient quintessence of his adolescence
An unconscious decision made with much acquiescence
Memories fading into the ether of obsolescence
Like an iridescent, evanescent bubble of effervescence.
Now gazing at the phosphorescent fluorescence of the now-luminescent night-crescent
He feels incessant bittersweet nostalgia brewing in his heart of incandescence
And wishes he could savour again his last moment of rejuvenating essence.

I don't think I can truly say I comprehend
Feeling powerless, penniless, pacified, penned
Now, as the darkest of all hours impends
I wonder to myself: is this truly the end?

So if you want a rhyme protesting against war, then you got that
Innovative rhymeschemes instead of duking it out on Mortal Kombat
Why waste lives with nines to make lines go flat
When one can write rhymes more agile than an acrobat

So I'mma tell you like Jay-Z told me:
I was gonna kill a couple terrorists, but they did it to themselves
I was gonna do it with the flow, but they did it with their sales
I was gonna 9/11 'em, but they didn't need my help
And they did a good job of it, so they must be talented as hell
Cuz not only did they brick they put a building up as well
They ran a plane into that building and when that building fell
Innocent civilians rushed to the crash site with no masks and inhaled
Toxins penetrating deep inside their lungs until both of them was filled and felled
Blew a cloud out like a L into a jar then took a smell
Cuz they heard that second hand smoking really kills
Terrorists thought they was ill found out they was...ILL
And it's like they knew exactly how I wanted you to feel
What's the point of fighting with gore, and fighting till you're sore?
What's the point of fighting if you don't even know what you're fighting for?
What's the point of fighting if you don't even know why anymore?
True, lasting victory comes through peace, not from war.

Salute to all the veterans, but love is stronger than a nuclear weapon
So let the missiles rain on worldwide parade
Cause my love is a soldier, and my heart is a grenade
The serenade of similar air raids
Life gives me lemons, so I just make lemonade
Come to the world's aid, make a change, make war dissuade
Heal the world, it's worth saving, so don't let it fade into the shade
Don't do it for the cascades of accolades
Do it for the love and affection to be displayed for decades
Invade, blockade, blade; all manmade
Maybe that is why the world is always seemingly so afraid
So don't let it die away, don't let the Haitians decay waiting for the fire brigade
This is the message I have made to convey; don't degrade it off as being cliched
A dream is a powerful thing; a single one can leave the world swayed

Learn to brighten your day; learn how to genuinely smile,
Versatile trials test you; so go the extra miles it takes to cross the bloody Nile
Don't be vile and hostile; we all know that style is not worthwhile
For friendship and happiness is a greater sword than nuclear missiles.

Why can't people think not of themselves in a divinity?
Maybe it's due to the fact they derogate affinity
The pain is worse than a wound saturated in the neutralization of alkalinity by salinity
Starting fights in incomparable vicinity doesn't broadcast your masculinity,
No, it makes you seem more like the affinity of an Unholy trinity.
Perceptions are more confusing than the theoretical concept of infinity.

Why can't one give support like a lath?
Why can't world peace and harmony ever cross paths?
Why does discord have to provoke unnecessary wrath?
Factors don't add up; there's no equation, so I'll do it in maths.

Lives Lost (War+Terrorism)= Thousands of Lives
Lives= Children x Men x Their Wives

Forcing the youth to kill their own kind
Giving them guns and corrupting their minds.

Pressing red buttons, to fry them like mutton
Needles in a needless war, thoughts all gone rotten

Explosives + guns + tanks + nukes
> Peaceful countries shunning it with rebuke

Therefore, they are caught with nowhere to run
Forced to fight a battle that will never be won

Silenced rounds at the speed of subsonic jets
Airstrikes = Very (realistic + great) threats

(War+ terrorism) x 100fold
Input (Innocent blood), Output (the price of pure gold)

So try to heal the world by showing some kindness
Saving the people; healing their desperate blindness

Help the world, country by country, before WWIII befalls
What's the matter? Got no heart, or got no balls?