Re: Pose Video (MV)

This is the story
Collapse or glory
And I don't how to choose
Decisions floor me
Bad thoughts adorn me
And I hope that this ring true

The sky is royal the soil is soft I'm moving past
All of these demons they leaving the clouds are moving fast
The warmth of orange I'm pouring my soul up in cask
The possibility filling me, hope my name will last
The window blowing breeze upside my face
I'm smelling
Grass and magnolia are leaving trace
I'm telling
Lies to the people I trust deception deep
I fell in
My bluffs are failing I bust shame and depression are swelling

I'm not the man that I thought I was
I'm doing bad things to people that I claim I love
I've gotten comfortable bruising my mind to feel a buzz
Moving lightyears ahead of living just because
I'm always praying and hoping that they'll be better days
When I should live the moment and find a different way
To deal with all of this posing my neck is stiff and strained
I know I'm feeling alone and my actions leave a stain
The methodology
My method of apologies
I stumble speaking audibly
And wait til you acknowledge me
I never do it consciously
I practice using modesty
And honestly
My happiness is probably
What its costing me
Dusty boxes on the shelf reach out and cry for help
Old memories attacking me my own personal hell
Regret is strongest when uncertainty begins to swell
I got no plans for my future while in the past I dwell

This is the story
Collapse or glory
And I don't know which to choose
Decisions floor me
Bad thoughts adorn me
And I hope that this rings true

I'm feeling worry in my skull
My visions blurry I'm on my own
I don't know if I can hold on
I'm feeling worry in my skull
My visions blurry I'm on my own
I don't know if I can hold on

Practice masking the facts
My Thoughts on tap when I rap
I can't max up to the stats
I'm trapped and clapped in the back
I'm not so active with strats
My judgement lapsing I lack
That Self control and I snap
My Shine is flat color matte
My Body fat and I'm sat
Down at bicycle racks
And I deserve all the flak
I'm where the icicles at
The pressure stacked and I'm capped
I'm mapping out all the slack
I need to pick up the shack
And scratch my name off the plaque
I'm always feeling same
It doesn't matter if I'm criticized or hearing acclaim
The numbness permeates my body till it sticks in the brain
I dissociate from everyone I pick all this strain
My mood is fickle ingrained
I cannot stick to the chain
Move outta brick into plains
I'm talking sickle and grain
And I'm just sick of this game
And I just trick and I feign
I'm just a prick who is vain
My body slick in the rain
Where should we click I'm on main

High on my own
I hope my soul
Can cope this long
I have code
I follow on
The day I know
This sorrows gone
I build upon
Foundation stone
And fallow loam
I'll one day close
This gallows tome
And maybe grow
A happy tone
Not lacking prose
Straight from the dome

I'm feeling Worry in my skull
My vision blurry in my own
And I don't know if I can hold on
I'm feeling worry in my skull
My visions blurry I'm on my own
I don't know if I can hold on