Harmon - Lost Kids Lyrics

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Hell, Cell, Jail, Fail
I know it all
I hear the calls of past demons
Rash leavings
That
Scarred my parts and hardened hearts
Body parts in carts
We become indifferent
Run from decisions
I'm solving questions
Stall in learning lessons
Am I the first to confess it
No saint so I usher you to my pained truths
With rain seeped shoes and I began to think
I'd lose
Fourteen with scars all over me
Burn stains in carpets
Knives sharpened
Alarm clocks in walls my life's darkened
Drink to numb the pain
Medicate to do the same
Was barely walking dead
And rarely working head
Rode in cars with feds
Got in fights with dad
Lost sobriety
Nights anxiety
Sunny days were f*cking fake to me
Bullshit Christianity
They pin on me insanity
Dead to all my family
I pen so not to end in hurse
I been defend from hurts
I muted mama's words
I lost all of my worth

Yet it's all good on Sundays
Smiles and handwaves like I was president of the USA
Like being saved meant I was safe to not put dents in Harmon's name
Harmed a man
Hoped that he was damned
Thought I killed my brother
So don't call me no f*cking lover
Don't call me over red rover
Cause I'll paint your range red
With blood I bled
Looking for sacrifice I'll be him
Isaac for Abraham but you won't find a lamb
Or goat
Cause I saw MJ playing with the Wiz and his Magic was washed by the Lakeshow's Kob
And ever since then I felt a tug towards attempting greatness
That was some baggage I'd hate to lug
Pressure on my shoulders cause they're not the broad
I'm not that dad sculpted from bronze
How do I make it beyond
If I don't have the brawn like LeBron
Feeling so low getting high on our lawn
Burning up a list of all the shit somehow I lost
Try to trick me to pay
But that's just to high a cost
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Can't seem to see an end
Uncle V took lead for meds
So he won't be seen again
Doesn't take a Wiz to know it ain't some shit to sing with friends
Pastor promised brand new Benz
If I give my tithes to them
But looking at how TJ's been
I know it's shit
Refuse to be the one who bit
Won't be used to sit
What caused us morphing in
To the people we detest
The one's who won't protest
Who let fear overwhelm
Refuse commanding helm
Because we're stuck on fears to fail
Falling out of limbo's care
Stuck in hell with no chance of getting bail
Big dreams die dreadful deaths
At the hands of parent psychopaths
Kids kill themselves just to last
Asking what life has to give
They feel to fail would be a bigger miss
Than to try and hit and end up dying regretting shit
Than to try and bed attain what they expect
She asks me why I do this shit
People ask me what's my bent
In the end look in the mirror
We're all just some
Lost Kids