Melancholy from HOLY / UNHOLY by Strange Boy

LYRICS

Sitting here in an empty room
full a cigarette smoke and deadly fumes
exhaling the last bit of life in my lungs
as I grab for a glass of that sweet brown stuff

as I sip it gently and it burns my throat
hear the ghost tiptoeing round my body
so cold looking back on some things I’ve done
Misery’s a common thread in this tale I’ve spun

temptations one thing I couldn’t overcome
damnation where I’m headed
I could of had it won if god gave me some luck
coulda had a good run numbing pain as per usual

I’m used to the hung heads
shameful and weathered by the strain
always need something to fill a void
wouldn’t believe what I’ve seen

shook to the core behind these closed doors
bloody decor struggle poor with pride
story’s told passed down these bloodlines
the older minds advice was always to keep it check
wiser heads never prevailed got cut at the neck

the lash of the tongue couldn’t cut us
naive to the threats ignorance was the crest
worn bad days were intense
melancholy bittersweet better off with less
make do with nothing my own heart I neglect

It feels like these 4 walls closing in on me fast
it feels like my names next to get engraved on a slab
I complain but I’m told just talk about the way things are
it might help with the pain but I pour my heart out it still beats to this day

shed so many tears nobody sees
that it’s all in vain who am I to say
I got it bad the next man had nothing
but a rope or a bottle of pills sees no other options too many problems

tip the scales now the family stands over the grave
black clothes and red roses in the rain
I’m not the type to pray
but I really hope god does have a plan

it’s like every couple months
someone too young to die takes their life
now this shits getting outa hand
plus there's nothing to do where I’m from

except sip from a glass watch pain dry
or talk shit with the lads even though we don’t admit it
each other is all we have whenever our luck was down
we told each other it’s grand but it’s not people all around us start to drop

wanna make it out my city
god I hope I don’t flop
cus I got nothing going for me round here
and the view looks depressing from down here

I don’t feel proud here
man somethings gotta give
sick of scraping the bottom of the barrel for these bits

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Limerick