I got a couple of words trapped in the chest
Should I just write them out and rap it in jest
Am I forever cursed or am I just blessed?
I'm picturing the Earth in probably her best dress
I'm so corrupted, no, I'm lost in my imaginations
I can't get outta my admirations and fascinations
I need a saviour to help me out of this damnation
To break the silence of confinement and isolation
It's all darkness, I need a diminutive emnation
The shell of my heart requires incrustation
I'm suffocating, I'm experiencing exasperation
I'm afflicted, there's no need for amplification
My brain cells keep growing in numbers, overpopulation
We know that life gives birth to prevent depletion
So why can't I just retain respiration?
Why'd you remove my lungs without my permission?
I can't breathe...