TAQEXS - POINT BLANK N.A

Prod by : baad beats & Angelo Imani
lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I woke up on a hospital bed, I got ate alive yesterday
I had a Beeping monitor syncing thoughts in my head
I reached for my phone with my heart heavy with blame
Dial tone hitting different when it scream on your pain
I had a canvas of regrets yet the colors don't fade
And every brushstroke I made screams for yo name
The doctor said I was lucky, but luck ain’t felt real
Not when my lungs burn and my wounds won’t heal
I’d take this pain a thousand times if it means you safe
But it’s torture not knowing if you made it from that place
I see you shadow in my dreams, hear your voice in the static
But when i wake up, its just white walls and a panic
The nurse brings me meds, but I was lost on regret
Wondering if I fought enough before the bullets had me wet
My eyes were wide searching but yo face wasn’t in sight
Did em shots miss you, or did they pierce my chest twice
‘Cause I’m bleedin’ through the silence, prayin’ your alright
(Chorus 1)
Tell me if you gon’ read this
tell me if you alright
cuz im bleedin on silence, bitch you got me high
Tell me if you gon’ read this
tell me if you alright
cuz im bleedin on silence, bitch you got me high
(Verse 2)
Soon as I wake up, first thing I do, is ask for yo presence
Feels like this world keeps me stuck in its lessons.
Every step I take, the weight feels endless,
I’m searching for peace, but the silence is restless.
Yesterday’s pain still follows my path,
Tryna move forward, but I’m trapped in the past.
I need a sign, something to hold me together,
A reason to believe things will get better.
The streets still whisper, temptations call,
But I don’t wanna stumble; I don’t wanna fall.
I think about you, how you stayed by my side,
When life got heavy, and I wanted to hide.
I know I’ve made mistakes, but I’m asking for grace,
Hoping my reflection shows a stronger face.
So every morning, I’ll keep calling your name,
Hoping one day I’ll feel whole again.
I'm tired of this shit, im tired of running, I’m tired of clutching
this bottle like its my savior tired of nothing
mama cried last night she said my life's worth nothing
niggas cry every day, thinking they aint worth nothing
Letting niggas get smoke every night like nothing
(Verse 3)
I see the live threw to me, feels like A.D.H.D.
Attention's on the past, but the present just won’t play me.
Trying to focus on now, but I’m stuck in rewind,
She’s not there, and I’m pacing between lost and confined
What’s next? Get outta bed or drown in regret?
The weight of “what if” got my pillow soaking wet.
Do I roam the streets, where the silence screams her name?
Or stay locked in this room, replaying my shame?
They said she’s gone, but the echo of her still lingers,
Like the scent on my hoodie or her touch on my fingers.
The static in my head’s like a song I can’t skip,
A.D.H.D. thoughts bouncing-how do I fix this script?
Do nothing? Nah, I can’t let my conscience die.
But to find her, I’d have to face the truth I’ve denied.

[@ldn_noctis]

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