J-dead

from The Year Of The Gnar by Tyguy

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lyrics

Faded, jaded, played with, by a fake bitch, can't take it, won't make it, nothing ever will be sacred

Trapped in a head with a flawed ideology
Trying to escape the truths of reality
A casualty of many fallacies, caused by jealousy of all the guys I see
with all the girls with whom I want to be. It's been like this since puberty,
when my straight hair turned wavy, and I learned that there's no God to save me
Weed impedes my creativity, so I put that shit down, tried sobriety,
and it's workin' so far from what I can see, but I still contemplate the days of puffin' trees
Getting high as can be, feeling like I had a key to all the secrets of the galaxy
Gnar power was a gift and a curse, gave me a lift but then threw me in a hearse

When I was going through the brunt of it,
I tried to run with it, but I had to run from it
This life is scary, and I'm growing wary,
of a big heart and mind I can't seem to marry
Hypervigilance without diligence;
years and years of losing innocence
Burning bible pages likes incense
'cause it makes sense to smell resentment
Gettin' faded 'cause I'm jaded, upside down faces when I'm on acid
Chillin' with a plethora of silent kids in a basement with a loaded fridge
Drinkin' mad 40s, burning bridges. Isolation prevents stitches
Anxiety's my nemesis, and a lack of love's my genesis