Newport

Outspoken, but I got nothing to say Out with it, all the shizzit in my brain Even if I tried, I could never explain My tongue twists itself, I swear the shit's insane But I digress Inhale the vapors deep in my chest Where it hurts most and helps to make me cry less Violence is never an option, my head's in a constant War with angels and demons, I guess I'm blessed I digress Inhale the vapors deep in my chest Where it hurts most and helps to make me cry less Violence is never an option, my head's in a constant War with angels and demons, I guess I'm blessed Maybe he's a psycho, like Micheal As in like no feelings or might go Spyro Dragon breath breathing fire No rhyme, no reason to the insightful treason he's been speaking Reaching deep in himself, releasing all his demons Ironic cause he's preaching and it's seeming he's at least a sprinkle decent But even then, he sees within and he's a beast that's leash-less But even then, he sees within and he's a beast that's leash-less Outspoken, but I got nothing to say Out with it, all the shizzit in my brain Even if I tried, I could never explain My tongue twists itself, I swear the shit's insane But I digress Inhale the vapors deep in my chest Where it hurts most and helps to make me cry less Violence is never an option, my head's in a constant War with angels and demons, I guess I'm blessed I digress Inhale the vapors deep in my chest Where it hurts most and helps to make me cry less Violence is never an option, my head's in a constant War with angels and demons, I guess I'm blessed How can it be that any fallacy is as real as my damaged ass can perceive Imagine taking an image, inverting it Thinning the sharpness, blurring it Getting it flipped, wait, no, vertically turning it And seeing the original and every in between concurrently Stuck in a dream and worshipping emergencies And every time I thinks it's bad, it gets worse, it seems And every time I thinks it's bad, it gets worse, it seems Outspoken, but I got nothing to say Out with it, all the shizzit in my brain Even if I tried, I could never explain My tongue twists itself, I swear the shit's insane But I digress Inhale the vapors deep in my chest Where it hurts most and helps to make me cry less Violence is never an option, my head's in a constant War with angels and demons, I guess I'm blessed I digress Inhale the vapors deep in my chest Where it hurts most and helps to make me cry less Violence is never an option, my head's in a constant War with angels and demons, I guess I'm blessed I digress Inhale the vapors deep in my chest Where it hurts most and helps to make me cry less Violence is never an option, my head's in a constant War with angels and demons, I guess I'm blessed