It's a smash

For eleven years, I've been speaking in metaphors telling you all how I feel

Climbed up 7 tiers, and the higher I got, the more I really started to fear

That if I fell off, it would be quite the fall

And it's lonely at the top, so who the fuck would I call?

Solo dolo, no hope, no show, bolo bolo, I feel fine

All this slime keeps weighing me down, please don't turn me to a shrine

Taking my time, bullheaded, I'm stubborn, dig my heel into the ground

Aren't you proud yet? I nearly killed myself trying to harness a crowd

Oh, how I doubt myself, but I came such a long way from rotting on the couch

Oh, what a drought it's been, prayin' for hurricane rain, watch me aim for the clouds

Peel the shroud off my skin, things are beginning to sprout, I'm beginning a vow

I'm sinning, now all the lights dimming, I'm spinning eternally, shit just goes 'round and 'round

Wear depression like a style, hurts too much to fake a smile, old trauma but the tears brand new

Ringer stay on, family waiting for the call, they know is gonna be bad news

Sorry I can't stay, at least my dad smiling away, like, "Damn, look at my boy run"

How could I let you into a place I never been? I'm a knot away from coming undone

I'm so twisted inside

I'm numb, but my angels cry

Came up on pain and despair

Let's hope that these tears are prayers