Sicktanick - Hurt lyrics

[Intro: Trent Reznor] I, hurt myself today To see if I still feel I, hurt myself today I-hurt, hurt, hurt...myself I-hurt-my-self I-hurt, hurt, hurt...myself I-hurt-my-self [Bridge: A-Game] Lemme spit some sh** to y'all ...Straight from the heart Yo, I'm SO hurt! It's A-Game... Yeah... I'm so HURT! [Verse 1: A-Game] I'm so hurt, and I don't know what to say Won't let a tear roll down my face-ain't into showin' my pain You ask me what's the point of being closed inside my own space? Well, what's the point of being open when I KNOW I'll get played? I'm cold and enraged, it's like my blood just flows with disdain And ain't got no life outside my job-it pays the lowest of wages And I don't think that I can take it, I'm programmed as a slave I can't believe to everyone this the "American Way" This ain't a 'dream' - and if it is, then I can't wait 'til I wake up This world is jaded, hate the fact that I'm surrounded by fake f**s From politicians on TV, to fam & friends trying to play us It's every man for himself, but really can you blame us? If I'm stayin' distant, it's cause it's all that I know I'm like an egg, you got to crack my shell to get to the yolk I try to focus on the positive, sometimes I can't cope That's why I vent my f**ing problems here on this microphone, yo I got a question, here it goes [Chorus 1: Trent Reznor] What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone that I know Goes away, in the end [Chorus 2: A-Game] I've become a f**ing mess that I cannot control This world is cold, this sh** is weighing heavy on my soul Everybody that I know just goes away in the end Y'all fake as f**, but trying to front like you my friend, hell nah [Verse 2: A-Game] I'm having a battle with depression, on the daily I be stressing Trying to write these messages, can't even get past the first sentence Questioning if I'll make it, swear I fake these happy expressions Is my music authentic enough to blow? Or should I forget it? Man I-hurt myself when I go askin' these...QUESTIONS My mind becomes a known catastrophe....I LET IT Eat me up, & make me sick like bulimics Split personality, slightly insecure, but yet I believe in Myself, fair share of demons in my head but I keep 'em withheld I'm blessed, but I've been places people believe to be Hell I feel if I think positive, I'll still be known to fail That's why like Johnny Cash and Nine Inch Nails I hurt myself The lowest lows, and the highest highs I've seen both sides Life is short so like Foghat I'm making it a Slow Ride And 'til the day I die - I'll be writin' rhymes It's better than any drug, it puts an ease inside my mind For real [Chorus 1: Trent Reznor] What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone that I know Goes away, in the end [Chorus 2: A-Game] I've become a f**ing mess that I cannot control This world is cold, this sh** is weighing heavy on my soul Everybody that I know just goes away in the end Y'all fake as f**, but trying to front like you my friend, hell nah [Verse 3: A-Game] My homies left, I guess we went separate ways We used to hangout everyday, but now I guess sh** has changed Would it k** y'all to here-and-there say "What's up, mane?!" Instead of turnin' to a stranger, now I can't even recognize your face BIRD! Some things have changed... we kicked it all the time Now you locked inside a cell, and I think you'll be doin' time Remember times, when we'd blaze a f**in' blunt up & do rhymes Now the way that you've changed up you would think that you've died BRANDON. And your addiction stripped your a** of every dime Lost your job, & you was homeless, had nobody by your side So I brought you into MY house, and saved your f**in' life Just to steal from me, and trash the place, then leave me out to dry, fu*k! Fake a** motherf**er [Chorus 1: Trent Reznor] What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone that I know Goes away, in the end [Chorus 2: A-Game] I've become a f**ing mess that I cannot control This world is cold, this sh** is weighing heavy on my soul Everybody that I know just goes away in the end Y'all fake as f**, but trying to front like you my friend, hell nah [Verse 4: A-Game] This right here's an open letter from my heart, play it from the start Sayin' how I really feel is hard, 'less I spit them bars Seein' me from someplace so afar, guess my life ain't hard Walk up in my shoes, you won't go far, b**h I swear on god Bullied all my life, I bottle thoughts, store 'em in a box Why the f** y'all gotta be so harsh, is my only thought f** it, I'll be damned if someone boss me & feel in charge Now my thoughts tormentin' me like Obelisk, I fall apart See, when I smile now y'all'd think it's authentic I guess I'm good at hiding sh**, cause people seem like I meant it But if you knew the real me, you wouldn't believe where my head is People can't see the depression, and never see when I'm stressin' And they don't see when I'm low, this h**n keeps me high I struggle with this dependence sh**, that's got my body & mind This love I got for this drug's like Bonnie & Clyde I hear HER voice taking over, lulling me with her sweet lies That's why body's aching, without you I'm f**ing shaking 'Til you hit my nasal, vein, or lungs and take my pain away I went to leave you quite a few times, I've tried & tried But when I do, you make me feel like I'd like to DIE So I'm back in the cycle, a downward spiral Losin' my f**ing mind, s** the life up out of me-lipo This song, I speak the truth, like my hand was stuck on a bible My eyes so f**ing dried out, guess crying is just futile So I'm stuck with this wide-rule, been reading the notes that I wrote Can't decide if I like it, or if I'm spitting that pyro I know I won't ever quit, but I wish one day I'll go viral And my flow like Myers, Michael a fanbase sayin' I'm tight though Got to reshape my life, slaving, serving, and working doubles Got a mo'f**a worn out and now my health is in trouble Got to get back to music, it's truly one thing I love to- Do, plus look at my boo and just smile and say "I love you" Life is just like a puzzle, I'm puzzled trying to solve it Depression is a b**h, someone help me up cause I'm falling I've hurt myself a lot, and hurt others up in the process And honestly can't decide if I'm too caring or too heartless So I keep to myself, so you never gon' see me open Can't express my emotions, but this song captured the moment I'm seeing better days, at least that's what I'm hopin' Pick the pieces up I've shattered, cause deep inside they're like me because I'm BROKEN So you know that [Outro: Trent Reznor] I, hurt-hurt-hurt myself I, hurt-my-self I, hurt-hurt-hurt myself I, hurt-my-self