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The End (Feat. Ta Ukrainka, Zheani, Quadeca & Cynthoni)

Danny Brown

Stardust


Fight with them myself, I took that L and lost that war
I was livin' in Hell, a mental cell down on the score
Blamed everyone but myself and went
and left, what's the problem?
Couldn't get no help, they all gave up, I think we lost 'em
Escapin' in that bottle, I drank so much, I just passed out
Couldn't face my life, felt like that was the only way out
Dark clouds all over my head, inside, I was dead
Lookin' in my eyes, you see no light, was off the meds
Wait until the music only express what's depressed
Over time, I was losin', was so stressed
I couldn't accept it
A junkie, alcoholic, whatever you call it, I was all that
Off track, already lost that
off the real, couldn't come back
Lost sight, wasn't livin' right, had no fight, gave up
Well I ain't tellin' myself: Don't need help
myself, couldn't trust
Now you how gon' believe in someone
that couldn't leave it alone?
Goin' off my mind, straight off my path, couldn't find home

Who there for me? I need someone to come and save me
Crazy how I thought it was all they bought
they all tried to play me
Put it all on my nose, who I say the GOAT? I couldn't see
On my own, words sing to me, the biggest problem was me
Couldn't cope, I lost hope and I lost control
Didn't know that I was livin' life or really was dyin' slow
I think she had me by the throat
I couldn't breathe, just choke
My own words couldn't take serious, I was livin' a joke
Spazzin' out in public, so corrupted by the suffix
Didn't wanna discuss it, so stay dust it, felt like nothing
I couldn't be trusted, didn't care, so I was like: Fuck it
Destroyed my life, didn't think twice, I was stockin'
Addiction, contradictions, wouldn't listen, lost my business
Blinded by that drink and both my problems
couldn't admit it
Down bad and goin' out sad
and no one could get through to me
Cuttin' on that, I was on that, off the drugs, was losin' it

Minęło parę lat, ale wciąż pamiętam
jak dobrowolnie weszłam sama do społecznej izolatki
Wszystko mam za bardzo pod kontrolą
nawet za namową nie wychodzę
Nie wyjdę Z własnej klatki
Matka najpierw czekała, potem nie mogła, więc zapieprzała
A zmęczenia to do kurwy nędzy moj rodzinny gem
Miałam się nie poddawać lecz
wiedziałam jak Kasandra, jeśli puszczę
tylko lejce będzie bardzo, bardzo źle
Wielce Gregor Samsa zamieniałam się w robaka
Rację miała Kayah, nie był ze mnie żaden ptak
Zawsze znałam drogę do domu, drogę do nudy, drogę do śmierci
Zapomniałam ścieżki radości, życia, jakiejkolwiek nadziei
Oh, uncle Danny, ja sobie nie radzę
Oh, uncle Danny, proszę cię o radę
Oh, uncle Danny, opowiedz mi bajkę
Pokaż mi tą straszną okropieństw wystawę
Compositor: Danny Brown

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