Jus Daze - Comfort of Comforters lyrics

rate me

A crippled individual whose gifts are beyond lyrical

Can't prohibit physical, thoughts you call me in critical

Emotions where your mind state isn't pivotal, it's pitiful

That you say I am what you are and I’m the one invincible

I wrote this rhyme two in the morning in my car

Drunk, all alone, just staring at the stars

Unaware of who I was outside the bar

Unfamiliar faces where nobody knows who you are

But the reason I started writing this rhyme

Was ‘cause I was going through a kinda difficult time

I found myself gaining fame but losing loved ones

I feel like nobody knows what it's like becoming "someone"

Plus, I kinda wish I had a trust fund

‘Cause working check to check makes money add up to none

With no HMO and no healthcare

I'm too proud to beg or be on welfare, so

I wonder if I kill myself

Would it equal a trip to hell with a clean bill of health?

Would anyone even care?

Or be sad if I wasn't there?

I don't have the balls to ask people so I won’t dare

I wanna enjoy the comfort of comforters in the summer

In an air conditioned room with a beautiful woman lover

But I never trusted women as much as I trust my mother

And even 100% fully I couldn't trust her

I feel like I'm too coward to kill myself

And too afraid to ask for help on how to heal myself

But I ain't afraid to die and that shit ain't a lie

It’s just part of the reason why

I continued writing this rhyme at 3:30

‘Cause to let go of the hurting

Depression leaves, I grieve but it keeps resurfacing

I can't front, I'm trying to snap out of it

‘Cause for every ounce of happiness I feel a deeper sadness

I guess I'm sick and twisted in your eye

And tomorrow is full of sorrow and tear filled as I cry

And bring a new day in

‘Cause I believe in God, but that also means I believe in Satan

And he always tries to find a way in

If the kitchen is hot, my hand's on the stove flaming

Pain is real, that's why the truth hurts

What’s valuable to me, to others has no worth

Like myself, I feel privileged to be on Earth

But if I die, I'll feed the planet as I rot under dirt

So am I worth more dead or alive?

Does it even matter?

Should I try to survive?

I said I believe in God, so I'm hoping there's a heaven

And I ain't fuck up too bad so I can get in

Maybe I'm forgetting

The sun is rising in the East

But in the rest of the world it just setting