Violent Skies

All the sunsets lead to violent, violent skies Casting shadows, so the goons have another place to hide Watch the fumes, as they come up, greeting all the headlights In my room, curtains shut, keep myself outta sight Disrupt the tune, the way it cuts, let the wind take up the rhyme Inciting doom, counting up, do whatever for a dime Passing thru, dodging corrupts, on the way to the site This isn't you, but you drunk, shake your fist up at the skies Shaking the bottle, while lighting shakes houses You dream for the models, but settle for thots and You know of the motto, but follow the darkness It's too much to swallow, but haven't found out yet Shaking the bottle, while lighting shakes houses You see with the goggles, the liquor will process What's real and what's not, dude you haven't the fondness You taking the shots, so that you lose your conscience? When I look up to those violent, violent skies Bitches coming back, feel the fucking pain up in their eyes The color's phantom black, dripping down when they can't help but lie Can't help it but lie, but shit, why do I even try? When I look up to those violent, violent skies Bitches coming back, feel the fucking pain up in their eyes The color's phantom black, dripping down when they can't help but lie Can't help it but lie, but shit, why do I even try? You look for your dreams, but forgot where you hid them Your calling for help, while the room keeps on spinning The thunder keeps crashing, and shaking your rhythm They ask if you're good, and you can't even tell them Vibing, and racing down up and down the freeway You start choking up, and you can't see too clearly The truth you messed up, and you can't help but replay Your past is haunting you, and it's something you can't delay Wet from the storm, and there's no silver lining They just kicked you out, cause you always be wildin' The cars keep on splashing, you cold and you trying To find yourself peace, while you drive home in silence Wet from the storm, and there's no silver lining You pick your head up, cause it's your fault for lying Slam one more and throw up, you're racking up mileage No question, you're stuck, and in need of some guidance When I look up to those violent, violent skies Bitches coming back, feel the fucking pain up in their eyes The color's phantom black, dripping down when they can't help but lie Can't help it but lie, but shit, why do I even try? When I look up to those violent, violent skies Bitches coming back, feel the fucking pain up in their eyes The color's phantom black, dripping down when they can't help but lie Can't help it but lie, but shit, why do I even try? When I look up to those violent, violent skies Bitches coming back, back, back, back Feel the fucking pain up in their eyes The colors phantom black, black, black, black, black Dripping down when they can't help but lie, can't help it but lie Yeah, can't help it, can't help it Why do I even try? When I know that they Can't, can't, can't, can't help it