KT Allsavage - KING OF DESPAIR Lyrics

Foul breeze, no air
Razor blade on the stair
I'm the king of despair
(Try to not)
Tie the knot, kick the chair
I'll take peace for the pair
Like I was ever really here
Mama, I'm a low-life
Look at what my soul like
Living ghost-boy
I could haunt my own life
Way too young for this regret
Shoulders weigh a fucking ton
I subsist on hollow self-deception
I ain't seen the sun
Brain rotted so I left it
I got a heart with a death wish
I feel like Mitski
None of these muhfuckers get me
I'm in love with the weed, believe it
That's demon I feed, I need it
It quiet the chaos, if I can get way up
(Least 'til we deplete it)
I never been not on fuck the medication
But I done just put them shits in my rotation
Cause I'm outta options, sanity and patience
I'm loosing my lucid—confusion my station
It's slipping, my soul—a slow degradation
Our love in cold—my blinding fixation
I don't want be so low, I can't be there for her
I don't want carry this, I never asked for this reign
My blinding fixation
It left stains on my brain, Mama
And guilt in my heart cause a lotta black boys got deeper pain
So what fucking right do I have to want to end the rest of me
That's the type-shit get the best of me
Drive the blades through my flesh
Adorn me in shadows and crown me, in effigy
I just wanna make some real shit
I just wanna warn 'em 'bout these cops, mane
I just wanna warn 'em 'bout these yts and these vultures
And tell 'em how we choking out the planet with the blockchain
I just wanna sing rest in peace Chynna Rogers
Goddamn, swear Philly lost a WarQueen
I just wanna tell 'em we gotta protect our WarQueens
But I can't protect myself, from my own brain
(Sick fuck, good luck)
Foul breeze, no air
Razor blade on the stair
I'm the king of despair
(Try to not)
Tie the knot, kick the chair
I'll take peace for the pair
Like I was ever really here
Aye boy, be clear
You could run, no matter where
It never make you disappear

Foul breeze, no air
Razor blade on the stair
I'm the king of despair
(Try to not)
Tie the knot, kick the chair
I'll take peace for the pair
Like I was ever really here
Mama, I'm a low-life
Look at what my soul like
Living ghost-boy
I could haunt my own life
Way too young for this regret
Shoulders weigh a fucking ton
I subsist on hollow self-deception
I ain't seen the sun
Brain rotted so I left it
I got a heart with a death wish
I feel like Mitski
None of these muhfuckers get me
I'm in love with the weed, believe it
That's demon I feed, I need it
It quiet the chaos, if I can get way up
(Least 'til we deplete it)
I never been not on fuck the medication
But I done just put them shits in my rotation
Cause I'm outta options, sanity and patience
I'm loosing my lucid—confusion my station
It's slipping, my soul—a slow degradation
Our love in cold—my blinding fixation
I don't want be so low, I can't be there for her
I don't want carry this, I never asked for this reign
My blinding fixation
It left stains on my brain, Mama
And guilt in my heart cause a lotta black boys got deeper pain
So what fucking right do I have to want to end the rest of me
That's the type-shit get the best of me
Drive the blades through my flesh
Adorn me in shadows and crown me, in effigy
I just wanna make some real shit
I just wanna warn 'em 'bout these cops, mane
I just wanna warn 'em 'bout these yts and these vultures
And tell 'em how we choking out the planet with the blockchain
I just wanna sing rest in peace Chynna Rogers
Goddamn, swear Philly lost a WarQueen
I just wanna tell 'em we gotta protect our WarQueens
But I can't protect myself, from my own brain
(Sick fuck, good luck)
Foul breeze, no air
Razor blade on the stair
I'm the king of despair
(Try to not)
Tie the knot, kick the chair
I'll take peace for the pair
Like I was ever really here
Aye boy, be clear
You could run, no matter where
It never make you disappear