Mind
par RDX
Hip-Hop

Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
par RDX
Hip-Hop

Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
(Intro
It’s a prison, aye — but no built o’ stone.
It’s ma mind.
Wild beast.
Caged by its own bones.
Thoughts crash,
Growl,
Thrash,
Rattle the walls Ah built masel.
They rise — floodin’ ma skull,
Dark tide, nae peace,
No calm,
No lull.
Some daft,
Some deadly,
Nae way tae tell.
But they drown every bit o’ me that wants tae feel well.
Ah’m no dazzled by brilliance —
Ah’m stunned by the storm,
Ma own hands
Can’t grasp the swarm.
They bubble,
They rise,
Like a pot oan boil,
Like a throat ready tae scream,
But still...
Nuthin' spoils.
Nae word,
Nae cry,
Just the rumble,
The ache,
The silent roar
That makes me break.
How dae ye let it oot?
Where’s the gap?
Where’s the crack?
What vent would let the pressure slack?
But the answer stays
Just oot o’ sight —
A cruel joke
Played night efter night.
Easy, so easy, tae hate masel.
Sink deep,
Drag doon —
Self-loathin' swell.
Each time Ah freeze,
Each time Ah stall,
Another chain Ah forge,
Another fall.
And aye —
It’s always “whit’ll they say?”
These ghost voices
That steal ma day.
But who are they?
Whit dae they ken?
They’re shadows
Ah've never met —
Yet Ah bend tae them.
Frozen by fiction,
Stuck in the gaze
O’ eyes that dinna exist —
Still they blaze.
Ah dinna act.
Ah dinna speak.
Ah just sit
And watch masel weaken, week by week.
And the boil goes on.
No start.
No end.
Just a churnin' sea
That disnae bend.
Maybe one day
Ah’ll find the key.
Maybe Ah won’t.
Maybe this is me.
A mind on fire,
But never free.
Spectator forever —
Tae ma own misery.