With myself
If I do I go to hell
I'm at a conflict with myself
Do I go to hell
I feel the pain that the world is In
Kids malnourished
Bombs dropping on foreign territories
That's Judas
I'm losing it
Being an empath sucks
When you live on Earth
Most of these creatures would Rather hurt
I wanna heal
And Let me feel
Cause all the hate and Corruption got me real
Messed up in the head again
Might need the medicine
This time
For this time might be the last Time
I'm at a conflict with myself
There's Nothing better for me Than peace
But I don't see the peace
When the evil won't cease
I'm tuned into the the Frequency
It's frequent
I frequently
Search for the meaning of this Plane
In vain
I try and try again
But I feel I'll never win
In the world of sin
I mean where to begin
It's already the end
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
With myself
If I do I go to hell
I'm at a conflict with myself
Do I go to hell
I feel the pain that the world is In
Minds malnourished
Bombs dropping on developing Brains
And they clueless
I'm losing it
Trauma trauma til there's nada
I'm speaking healing which is Forbidden
Like lambada
DNA passing down hurt and Hate
But they can't relate
They use our pain to elevate
So they keep it quiet
You know they really want us All to loot and riot
Justify the way they treat us I'm not gonna hide it.
When you align it, see what's Inside
The truth can be most Uncomfortable thing see
Tuned into the the frequency
It's frequent
I frequently
Search for the meaning of this Plane
In vain
I try and try again
But I feel I'll never win
In the world of sin
I mean where to begin
It's already the end
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
iQmuzic - Conflict Lyrics
iQmuzic - Conflict Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
With myself
If I do I go to hell
I'm at a conflict with myself
Do I go to hell
I feel the pain that the world is In
Kids malnourished
Bombs dropping on foreign territories
That's Judas
I'm losing it
Being an empath sucks
When you live on Earth
Most of these creatures would Rather hurt
I wanna heal
And Let me feel
Cause all the hate and Corruption got me real
Messed up in the head again
Might need the medicine
This time
For this time might be the last Time
I'm at a conflict with myself
There's Nothing better for me Than peace
But I don't see the peace
When the evil won't cease
I'm tuned into the the Frequency
It's frequent
I frequently
Search for the meaning of this Plane
In vain
I try and try again
But I feel I'll never win
In the world of sin
I mean where to begin
It's already the end
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
With myself
If I do I go to hell
I'm at a conflict with myself
Do I go to hell
I feel the pain that the world is In
Minds malnourished
Bombs dropping on developing Brains
And they clueless
I'm losing it
Trauma trauma til there's nada
I'm speaking healing which is Forbidden
Like lambada
DNA passing down hurt and Hate
But they can't relate
They use our pain to elevate
So they keep it quiet
You know they really want us All to loot and riot
Justify the way they treat us I'm not gonna hide it.
When you align it, see what's Inside
The truth can be most Uncomfortable thing see
Tuned into the the frequency
It's frequent
I frequently
Search for the meaning of this Plane
In vain
I try and try again
But I feel I'll never win
In the world of sin
I mean where to begin
It's already the end
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
If I do I go to hell
I'm at a conflict with myself
Do I go to hell
I feel the pain that the world is In
Kids malnourished
Bombs dropping on foreign territories
That's Judas
I'm losing it
Being an empath sucks
When you live on Earth
Most of these creatures would Rather hurt
I wanna heal
And Let me feel
Cause all the hate and Corruption got me real
Messed up in the head again
Might need the medicine
This time
For this time might be the last Time
I'm at a conflict with myself
There's Nothing better for me Than peace
But I don't see the peace
When the evil won't cease
I'm tuned into the the Frequency
It's frequent
I frequently
Search for the meaning of this Plane
In vain
I try and try again
But I feel I'll never win
In the world of sin
I mean where to begin
It's already the end
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
With myself
If I do I go to hell
I'm at a conflict with myself
Do I go to hell
I feel the pain that the world is In
Minds malnourished
Bombs dropping on developing Brains
And they clueless
I'm losing it
Trauma trauma til there's nada
I'm speaking healing which is Forbidden
Like lambada
DNA passing down hurt and Hate
But they can't relate
They use our pain to elevate
So they keep it quiet
You know they really want us All to loot and riot
Justify the way they treat us I'm not gonna hide it.
When you align it, see what's Inside
The truth can be most Uncomfortable thing see
Tuned into the the frequency
It's frequent
I frequently
Search for the meaning of this Plane
In vain
I try and try again
But I feel I'll never win
In the world of sin
I mean where to begin
It's already the end
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
I'm at a conflict with my self
Keep the gun up on the shelf
If I do I go to hell
But if I don't I might as well
Writer: Jose Garcia
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid