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[S​]​oul

from Infinite Season by PhnTm

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I'm Sittin'
On this cataclysm
Bring my shape up
Shiftin'
Reminicisin'
On these times
I felt like it was different
Likened to another mix-ed
Uppers into it
I can't feel my face
Numbed by the indifference
A bitter truth
I bet you I'm missin' it
Just like my fuckin' deliverance

But

Believe me
I wish I could remember it
Paint this picture with sentiment
But I'm left with this
A moment snapped in time
I reminisce
Blinded by the ignorance
A blissful world
Just take another shot and hope you forgot
Your memories soon they flowin' out the bottle
And I don't know what tomorrow brings..

Your memories
Are what make you who you are
It's a bit cliche to say but it's true
If you didn't have memories to reflect on
How could you even tell how far you've progressed in life
Or where you wanted to go in the first place
You'd have no sense of self
While you shouldn't hang up on the past
You should always be able to look back and reflect on it
Because if not
Who really are you?

I got this matrix for miles
I'm de-encoding my brain structure just to recompile
In a different format
Trying not to mourn that
I'm 2-Dimensional like a fuckin' doormat
But I swore that
I'd never quit rappin'
That I'd keep chasin' my passions
But I'm askin'
Every soul
And breathe that stole
Every tear I pour
Onto this
Will it ever be no more?
Just another door
Closed on a chapter
Of another rapper
After every word I spoke
On every track I wrote
I wonder if I'll keep this passion before I go and
Become nothin' but a folk tale like most
And most importantly
"Do you still care about fortune B?"
Or will I unfortunately become like the rest?
Is this a test?
No blessin's for the wicked
It's a mission to keep my sanity close
And my enemies distant
Life goes up and down like a fuckin' piston
No tellin' when you'll be missed n'
Just another statistic
In this sadistic world
It's a chore just to keep your mind ashore
So should I walk through this door
It's something I can't say for sure
This whole things a blur
And I know I'm missin' my point
But I'm at the point
I can't bottle this shit
I'm awful as shit
I never asked for this
I'm off of this shit
To bring forth my past and shit
I'm tryin' to forget
But my sins led me into this
I'm tryin' to replay it
But I keep missin' it
And ain't no way I'm ever going to forget this shit.

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from Infinite Season, released April 9, 2018

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