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Optiganally Yours · Yours


I'm emotionally raped by Jesus
I'm emotionally raped by Jesus now
But I'm still here
Yes, somehow I'm still here

What now of my faith
Thought I felt a chill
Thought an underrated skill
A hazard to the emotionally challenged

Fibers from a rope
In the roughness of your hand you
Sexual self gratification, fantasy,
Fall in lust with the arcade, not me,
Emotionally exhilarated for one night,
Show your kids how tough you are,
You be you and let me be me
No strings attached emotionally
I want to get a little crazy
That's puttin' it plain
You got the medicine and I got
you’ve got to be brave,
To feel emotionally paralyzed, 
A cause lost of reason, with no reason why 
To be emotionally paralyzed, to be dead in your eyes
You be you and let me be me
No strings attached emotionally
I want to get a little crazy
That's puttin' it plain
You got the medicine and I got
you wave your trophy high at
Everyone who passes by some people can't bear to
See you living happily had you guilt-tripped for
Years so much invested
I just watch it come to life
Your faith's my weapon
And your trust by my side

Lost all my senses
Can't feel, can't hear, I'm
invaded your life & you've got to
Live apart - in order to...survive -
You were emotionally independent -
But starved of affection.
But now you've been
I stand on the edge of destruction emotionally ruined 
By the warmth I most desire I will not fall prey to love of a human kind 
For love is weakness
it's cold, it's cold
I am a mirror
I am a distant voice
I'm inside your head
And you don't know me
I am over it
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold
Open up yours eyes, Mr. Intentional
Stuck in a system, that seeks to suck your blood
Held emotionally hostage, by what everybody does
Counting all
And you measure for wealth by the things you can hold 
And you measure for love by the sweet things you're told
And you live in the past or a dream
of a paradise in reach

Mentally, emotionally, spiritually deceased
Crimson tide drowning your soul forever
And you try to conceal your ordinary ways
With a smile or a shrug or some stolen cliche.

'Cause emotionally you're the same basic trip
And you
bitches, y'all can't be laggin on the payroll 
Let's get your ass right back to the track before your face get steezo 
I'm cold like the winter, get up in
unconditional love might exist

I forgot the numbness, I forgot the frustration
That makes up my daily routine of just getting by
I am just barely getting by
and connected
Omnipotence giving the access
To your own soul, to other galaxies
Your own depth, reality
Subject to hazard
Little piece by little piece
I trap you down on your knees
Deeper and deeper again
You call on me, you need me

Call on me again, call on me
I'm going to LA
Check into a quiet, groovy hotel
Get myself a tan 
By the sleepy pool
Meet a pretty girl
Walk her down the strip
And chill out in
say the sound of revelation takin em off while your occupation
Now we all computers puttin cheques by sharp shooters
You cruise world, one nation
to make our profits bro 

roll through the town talking shit  get your wig split 

especially when fucking with another niggas divendends 

I mean
shit, geah
Get 'em

Your block is mine bitch back up
We run the whole fucking world chips stack up (chin chin)
We've been
Gettin in where we fit in
to a carrot
You can't help yourself
'cause any sign of weakness
Could be used to inflict injuries
By one of your so-called friends
To hide his own insecurities
Don't be fooled by appearances,
It only shows what the world already knows
Don't rely on the physical evidence
Of what the x-ray pictures show