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T. Sam - Deep End Lyrics



T. Sam - Deep End Lyrics




Go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me...

Crazy with it
Youngest of the two, the baby did it
Tired of being basic with his living, so he made a list to get to chasing villains
Took his time so he could make a living
Making vacancies, some space to live in
180'd and seen his dream deceased, so he's been seeking beef with all the fiends who killed it
Having Anger seeing shadows moving, have Anxiety be shopping out for nooses
I got Insecurity locked in the cellar, and I chopped his fingers off and made us smoothies
I'm taking Lust out on a date tonight, put her in a rocket and she's taking flight
I press the button, launched the rocket into space and she ain't gonna get to say goodbye
Reach into the deepest recesses of the mental (The mental)
Doing things, people see it, say "boy you off the rocker, son you mental" (You crazy)
Did it cause I love myself, put you in a mood, nah I never meant to (Nah I never meant to)
God made me for perfection, not for fear and stressing, that's just fundamental (That's just fundamental)
One reflection talking craziness, act extraneous and it's horrible (Horrible)
Fear of judgement in the other mirror, blah blah blah, just deplorable (yo)
I'mma just do what I gotta do, buddy, not sorry to inform you (Not sorry, not sorry)
I gotta be the best that I can be, cause I can't never be normal
Never be...

Go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me...
(That was pretty fun)
Go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me...

Going at it like a madman or a masochist
Master this, semi-pacifist
Method of an analytic man, a king with a crown of amethyst
Look, "Semi-pacifist":
Every battle isn't one you have to win
Wisdom is a gifting from the Master, kid
Knowing when to pass the fist or pass on it
Getting back to business...
There is an enemy, a frenemy, and an energy, the inner me
It's an enemy that doesn't wanna sit down and give in to me
Loving living with the sin in me
My fears over the years, my tears causing distrust of me
Battling adamantly with all of the lust in me
Bought me a ring because I'm falling in love with me
If I ever fall, I'm looking into the mirror and begging "What have you done to me?!"

I'm on the cold, hard floor with my side torn
Wet, red floor, this is my scorn
Look up and I see me staring back at me
Behind me, there's seven more freakish eyesores
Now my vision hazy
Now they talking way up out of pocket
One voice sounds like the chick I shot off in a rocket
She turn and calls me prideful and she tells me I should stop it
Insecurity, Fear, and Judgement start beating on my body
I'm out of it, darkness is clouding, I'm dying on the floor
Pouring out my life, my offering to the Lord
Praying for victory and new strength is filling my core
Death ain't my narrative, not anymore
And as I pick myself up all slow-like
I get a last good look at these low-lifes
They kept me from getting my soul right
So I tell'em real slow-like

I been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I don't think you wanna go off the deep end
But I really wanna go off the deep end
So I'm daring you to give me a reason
Oh no, wait a minute
I don't need a reason...

HAARRRGGGGHHHH

Blessed up, back with the strength from the Master
Round'em up, all opposition, hit'em with the blasters
Positivity stocked like ammo in my cache
All ghosts from the past get busted 'less they Casper
Focus on my present, getting better with my time
Focus on God, cause He gave me wings to fly
If you feeling lifted, just repeat the next line
Yeah this is the first day of the rest of my life
Yeah

Focus on my present, getting better with my time
Focus on God, cause He gave me wings to fly
If you feeling lifted, just repeat the next line
Yeah this is the first day of the rest of my life
Yeah
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Go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me...

Crazy with it
Youngest of the two, the baby did it
Tired of being basic with his living, so he made a list to get to chasing villains
Took his time so he could make a living
Making vacancies, some space to live in
180'd and seen his dream deceased, so he's been seeking beef with all the fiends who killed it
Having Anger seeing shadows moving, have Anxiety be shopping out for nooses
I got Insecurity locked in the cellar, and I chopped his fingers off and made us smoothies
I'm taking Lust out on a date tonight, put her in a rocket and she's taking flight
I press the button, launched the rocket into space and she ain't gonna get to say goodbye
Reach into the deepest recesses of the mental (The mental)
Doing things, people see it, say "boy you off the rocker, son you mental" (You crazy)
Did it cause I love myself, put you in a mood, nah I never meant to (Nah I never meant to)
God made me for perfection, not for fear and stressing, that's just fundamental (That's just fundamental)
One reflection talking craziness, act extraneous and it's horrible (Horrible)
Fear of judgement in the other mirror, blah blah blah, just deplorable (yo)
I'mma just do what I gotta do, buddy, not sorry to inform you (Not sorry, not sorry)
I gotta be the best that I can be, cause I can't never be normal
Never be...

Go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me...
(That was pretty fun)
Go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me...

Going at it like a madman or a masochist
Master this, semi-pacifist
Method of an analytic man, a king with a crown of amethyst
Look, "Semi-pacifist":
Every battle isn't one you have to win
Wisdom is a gifting from the Master, kid
Knowing when to pass the fist or pass on it
Getting back to business...
There is an enemy, a frenemy, and an energy, the inner me
It's an enemy that doesn't wanna sit down and give in to me
Loving living with the sin in me
My fears over the years, my tears causing distrust of me
Battling adamantly with all of the lust in me
Bought me a ring because I'm falling in love with me
If I ever fall, I'm looking into the mirror and begging "What have you done to me?!"

I'm on the cold, hard floor with my side torn
Wet, red floor, this is my scorn
Look up and I see me staring back at me
Behind me, there's seven more freakish eyesores
Now my vision hazy
Now they talking way up out of pocket
One voice sounds like the chick I shot off in a rocket
She turn and calls me prideful and she tells me I should stop it
Insecurity, Fear, and Judgement start beating on my body
I'm out of it, darkness is clouding, I'm dying on the floor
Pouring out my life, my offering to the Lord
Praying for victory and new strength is filling my core
Death ain't my narrative, not anymore
And as I pick myself up all slow-like
I get a last good look at these low-lifes
They kept me from getting my soul right
So I tell'em real slow-like

I been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I don't think you wanna go off the deep end
But I really wanna go off the deep end
So I'm daring you to give me a reason
Oh no, wait a minute
I don't need a reason...

HAARRRGGGGHHHH

Blessed up, back with the strength from the Master
Round'em up, all opposition, hit'em with the blasters
Positivity stocked like ammo in my cache
All ghosts from the past get busted 'less they Casper
Focus on my present, getting better with my time
Focus on God, cause He gave me wings to fly
If you feeling lifted, just repeat the next line
Yeah this is the first day of the rest of my life
Yeah

Focus on my present, getting better with my time
Focus on God, cause He gave me wings to fly
If you feeling lifted, just repeat the next line
Yeah this is the first day of the rest of my life
Yeah
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Writer: T. Samuel Clark
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Language: English
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Written by: T. Samuel Clark

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