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A SUBTLE 16 Video (MV)




Performed By: DeadFriend
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: DANIEL PACHECO




DeadFriend - A SUBTLE 16 Lyrics




Im just here to vent, and maybe you can relate
To at least one of these bars, whether negative or positive, Yo

Feels like my head is caving in, I'm getting claustrophobic
Ups and downs, I raise the bar, but then I drop below it
Stoic, broke, but heroic, lot's of smoking, cannot condone it
Cause snakes are hiding near that grass, so now I gotta mow it

I dreamt of having a lot of whips, like I got a kink
Stop and think about what I needed while walking on the brink
Of insanity, home alone with a lot to drink
Cause the type of people that I can trust have all gone extinct

Fake friends, a broken heart, and some mad exes
My future shady, my present crazy, and past reckless
It was weed, hash, green cash, ski masks, rehabs, and three stacks
That I would run on just like a bad sentence

Turning lemons to lemonade with a smile still
Enjoying one of the two emotions that I could feel
Iron will, but at times, life felt like a suicide on IG
Meaning I was down to die for reals

Be dead or be great, I swang and missed every time I stepped to the plate
So I meditate till I entered a state
Of flow to go after the throne, I won't let it escape
Ahead of my fate, a starving artist that traded lead for some paint

Surgical cutting out cancer like middlemen
Flying high as Mary Poppins, popping a ritalin, in the end
It don't matter, like Linkin Park, angel brain, demon heart
Smoking gas, feeling driven, but my car won't even start

Never shed a tear for an enemy, let me shed some light
On how they shed their second skin before they get in bed at night
Forever medicating my head in order to get it right
I enter flight till no negative energy is left in sight

Wiser this time around like I'm on my second life
Let a serpent enter your circle, might as well let it bite
My pen's a deadly weapon, a Smith & Wesson, Don't let it write
Your death sentence, step to the mic and it'll never end polite
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Im just here to vent, and maybe you can relate
To at least one of these bars, whether negative or positive, Yo

Feels like my head is caving in, I'm getting claustrophobic
Ups and downs, I raise the bar, but then I drop below it
Stoic, broke, but heroic, lot's of smoking, cannot condone it
Cause snakes are hiding near that grass, so now I gotta mow it

I dreamt of having a lot of whips, like I got a kink
Stop and think about what I needed while walking on the brink
Of insanity, home alone with a lot to drink
Cause the type of people that I can trust have all gone extinct

Fake friends, a broken heart, and some mad exes
My future shady, my present crazy, and past reckless
It was weed, hash, green cash, ski masks, rehabs, and three stacks
That I would run on just like a bad sentence

Turning lemons to lemonade with a smile still
Enjoying one of the two emotions that I could feel
Iron will, but at times, life felt like a suicide on IG
Meaning I was down to die for reals

Be dead or be great, I swang and missed every time I stepped to the plate
So I meditate till I entered a state
Of flow to go after the throne, I won't let it escape
Ahead of my fate, a starving artist that traded lead for some paint

Surgical cutting out cancer like middlemen
Flying high as Mary Poppins, popping a ritalin, in the end
It don't matter, like Linkin Park, angel brain, demon heart
Smoking gas, feeling driven, but my car won't even start

Never shed a tear for an enemy, let me shed some light
On how they shed their second skin before they get in bed at night
Forever medicating my head in order to get it right
I enter flight till no negative energy is left in sight

Wiser this time around like I'm on my second life
Let a serpent enter your circle, might as well let it bite
My pen's a deadly weapon, a Smith & Wesson, Don't let it write
Your death sentence, step to the mic and it'll never end polite
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Writer: DANIEL PACHECO
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