Mental Asylum
By 4 Minute Sermons (2018)
On album Mental Asylum (2018)
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(Verse 1)
I try to help people but the truth is I end up hurting everyone I love everyone I cherish/
I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you when you slid the knife across your stomach/
I can hear the voices that voices my choices boy this song is getting pretty heavy/
Not even God could erase my sins he could only atone them/
Please Uncle Mike come back Dang it, where is the phone when/
Oh wait I guess can't call him where he is at, I'm scared to think where he might be at/
Or it might be that, I feel the guilt of not being able to help him when I showed him "Forbidden Speech"
2 months before he died/
When he ignored the line/
Once again in sure it's my/
Fault for how I stacked the lines/
Or how I stacked the rhymes/
Maybe he didn't hear me out/
Here we go again I can hear the voices telling me to grab the razor/
Should I tell her after I do it?/
Why? So she will do it too then?/
Nah I've bury this song for the past 3 years, more liked the rest of my life/
I always knew if I ever talked about this i would never get any type of wife/
Uh...there goes the guilt again I guess then I gotta shutup and grab my knife/
How I can I love when I got so many scars it hurts to put my arm around her/
Now the voices are getting louder/
I feel them getting more power/
(Verse 2)
11 years old I never knew what existed on the internet/
If only I had a filter when that porn opened on my interweb/
I still blame my parents for not giving me a filter that would filter it/
I never even knew that stuff existed, or that I needed a filter yet/
I would have given everything If I could go back and have a filter set/
The addiction of an addiction was the only prescription I prescribed/
And like a drug every time I looked at Porn apart of me unforgivingly died/
The burning hunger for more burned a hole like a lighter in my soul/
It was a godless process of clicking on tabs that said watch this/
Then I go into the bathroom balling my eyes out looking up crying out/
To God can you help me, but only today cause tomorrow is a relaspe/
I didn't know how to see past the daily struggle and cycle of trying/
Here comes the razor and the voices as I try to battle and fight them/
As evil as they are I'm reminded in the end I'm just like them/
I can't see outside this prison I just here the voices on the outside crying/
I still wonder if this is a lifetime sentence to this Mental Asylum/
(Verse 3)
Ya! 4 walls, the room is empty, I hear screaming outside my door/
The first 2 versus were me reflecting why I'm here on the floor/
I keep I dairy I call them my albums you could say this is part 4/
I knew I had to make this part since after this there aren't anymore/
I look around my cell and see bad memories since that's all that's allowed/
Every time I turn I see new ones I could just keep turning around/
I hear familiar sounds but well get back to that in another track/
For now the fact remains I remain in here handcuffed taped and trapped/
Remembering the praise I got for breaking records and winning titles/
While demons and angels were screaming in my head like opposing rivals/
Even tho I'm alone in this asylum it houses a thousand regrets/
They come into my cell and torture me I never know what is next/
I've heard the rumors that people have gotten out of this place/
But when you've never seen it done you dont know how to escape/
And the whispers that give you hope you only spit in their face/
I guess I'll forever be tortured since this Asylum holds the keys to my fate/
I try to help people but the truth is I end up hurting everyone I love everyone I cherish/
I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you when you slid the knife across your stomach/
I can hear the voices that voices my choices boy this song is getting pretty heavy/
Not even God could erase my sins he could only atone them/
Please Uncle Mike come back Dang it, where is the phone when/
Oh wait I guess can't call him where he is at, I'm scared to think where he might be at/
Or it might be that, I feel the guilt of not being able to help him when I showed him "Forbidden Speech"
2 months before he died/
When he ignored the line/
Once again in sure it's my/
Fault for how I stacked the lines/
Or how I stacked the rhymes/
Maybe he didn't hear me out/
Here we go again I can hear the voices telling me to grab the razor/
Should I tell her after I do it?/
Why? So she will do it too then?/
Nah I've bury this song for the past 3 years, more liked the rest of my life/
I always knew if I ever talked about this i would never get any type of wife/
Uh...there goes the guilt again I guess then I gotta shutup and grab my knife/
How I can I love when I got so many scars it hurts to put my arm around her/
Now the voices are getting louder/
I feel them getting more power/
(Verse 2)
11 years old I never knew what existed on the internet/
If only I had a filter when that porn opened on my interweb/
I still blame my parents for not giving me a filter that would filter it/
I never even knew that stuff existed, or that I needed a filter yet/
I would have given everything If I could go back and have a filter set/
The addiction of an addiction was the only prescription I prescribed/
And like a drug every time I looked at Porn apart of me unforgivingly died/
The burning hunger for more burned a hole like a lighter in my soul/
It was a godless process of clicking on tabs that said watch this/
Then I go into the bathroom balling my eyes out looking up crying out/
To God can you help me, but only today cause tomorrow is a relaspe/
I didn't know how to see past the daily struggle and cycle of trying/
Here comes the razor and the voices as I try to battle and fight them/
As evil as they are I'm reminded in the end I'm just like them/
I can't see outside this prison I just here the voices on the outside crying/
I still wonder if this is a lifetime sentence to this Mental Asylum/
(Verse 3)
Ya! 4 walls, the room is empty, I hear screaming outside my door/
The first 2 versus were me reflecting why I'm here on the floor/
I keep I dairy I call them my albums you could say this is part 4/
I knew I had to make this part since after this there aren't anymore/
I look around my cell and see bad memories since that's all that's allowed/
Every time I turn I see new ones I could just keep turning around/
I hear familiar sounds but well get back to that in another track/
For now the fact remains I remain in here handcuffed taped and trapped/
Remembering the praise I got for breaking records and winning titles/
While demons and angels were screaming in my head like opposing rivals/
Even tho I'm alone in this asylum it houses a thousand regrets/
They come into my cell and torture me I never know what is next/
I've heard the rumors that people have gotten out of this place/
But when you've never seen it done you dont know how to escape/
And the whispers that give you hope you only spit in their face/
I guess I'll forever be tortured since this Asylum holds the keys to my fate/
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