Audio Credits: Song: Written by: MR ILYAS Music by: MR ILYAS Mix & Mastered by : MR ILYAS Performed by
[Verse] Caught the cold steel stare of the devil on a Tuesday, Knees weak, heart heavy, no light in my runway. Mama lit a candle, prayed to saints that never called back, Fridge humming emptiness, rats ran the hall track.
Shoebox dreams, but the laces all knotted, Tried to climb the ladder, every rung felt rotted. Cousin got bagged, his bail money was a whisper, Streets play tag with souls, but death the only kisser.
[Chorus] The struggle's a chain, wrapped tight on my skin, Every link a scar, every scar a sin. Cried out for mercy, but the echo came thin, In the belly of the beast, trying hard just to win.
[Verse 2] Backseat of a Buick, plotting schemes with the reaper, Pocket full of lint, dreams sinking even deeper. Clock on the dash screamed louder than the sirens, Time's a cruel dealer, and I’m drowning in the silence.
Cracked windows, I could smell tomorrow’s regret, Every move a gamble, ain't cashed the chips yet. Friends turn to ghosts, cold winds whisper lies, Trust ain't a currency, it’s a mask in disguise.
[Bridge] Tears mixed with the rain, pavement swallowed my cries, Hunger in my stomach, you could see it in my eyes. Mirror’s just a liar, shows the man I don’t know, Fists to the wall, but the pain don't let go.
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