Raja and Sirenity Phoenix Lyrical Drops
Raja
Tragic:and the sun still shinin little rain that’s a sign of window pain im inside simple gain no surprise I hold the weight lose my mind n count the change cuz change is time time is late and on time funny thing called a life I miss the trips at my quickstop but since I started I just gotta stay on tip top even tho I kinda miss the way our lips lock but how so when you can go find a bitch on tiktok as I look waterfall tears just go drip drop drop but if I die I wanna die right on the stage when im old and beige and gray still singin my hip hop and imma dance up on the pole til my hip pops and all you haters in the back can just stay pissed off just go find yourself a bar and kindly kick rocks I’ll be sittin here authentic in my flip flops give a fuck bout what a bitch you microchip bots and I know that I come off a little coocoo but would you ask if you were standing in my two shoes I got more than just a couple quirky screws loose in this house I find my problem like it’s blues clues this basket case has more faces than a full moon and I know that I can just go call a doctor pay him to dissect all my thoughts a little harder I will tell him I can’t understand the blot sir and all the sudden I end up a fuckin monster even tho I pay the rent for them to live there I’m posed to post up on my problems in a thin chair sink inside it barely breathin thin air all for someone to say what’s already been there
Ghost Rider:I come from a little out of state some call it hell and endless pain others call it earth and the inbetween sometimes I call it home cuz it has to be Johnny tried to warn me not to fall asleep for I could even light a smoke he had my soul to keep and my heart was feelin heavy so he took from me n set in iron chains he is a true ghost rider he is poetry and sin the man with the plans and the snake on his sleeve when he talks with his hands he hisses at me so fall in love at the in between I said Johnny here I am n there I was stubborn as coals til he said down here we don’t need no clothes with just one touch I could take the cold n turn it into heat I put my trust n took his hand signed in blood so he could understand that I’m the one he ever could love and never ever leave I saw the fire inside his eyes I never showed my fear til it became a lie next thing you know I’m beggin on my knees dear Johnny set me free he said I’ll make deal with you if you can find someone to love me just how you do do I’ll cut your tail and snip your noose you’ll no longer yearn for me he is a true ghost rider he is ambiance rot the most beautiful man you ever did see could you imagine my face when he looked at me said darlin i tried to let you go but something told me not you mess with Johnny you mess with me and you don’t want that cuz I’m crazy Johnny knows who is lover is I’m in acid bath away from divin in and dippin deep through gates of hell somewhere near a beach you’ll see us sippin on somethin neat and flickin on a tray
What If:What if I fail what if I lose what if i ain’t got what it takes to pull through what if I drop what if I win what if I’ve given in all I could give what if I flyyy what if I reach the hand in my mind that steals all my dreams take em all back set em free the ones that belong will come dancing with me everything hurts everything’s pain everybody sees it or bleeds it in some way everything burns fire escape building some stairs to lead the way there’s too much smoke I can’t stay how do you leave your own mind without death and decay kick the chair better knot you know you’re that theyve all got all the be the glue hold in strong hide the cracks inside your lungs seap it through let it leak don’t you have some place to dream if it’s true let it be if it falls through let it sink if its bruised than take a beat and don’t accuse your family don’t approve your masterpiece but what if it shines what if it gleams what if I was given a voice just to sing what if I live what if I die what if I do it all of it in due time what if I break more parts of my mind i give to the ones that I’m singing behind what if I live what if I trust myself and priories on the shelf share it all once it’s done what if I die what if I run to edge of the world where no one can find me I’m stuck in the swirl but it’s a moment in time a piece of of my head a chunk of my heart a letter instead a hopeful word a hurtful sword a double edged pain a beautiful curse a twisted lane
Noise:at what point did stop showin how much I care and were you still reaching out to make sure I’m still there in which life did I think it would be okay, to pack up the bags in your heart and try to move away we’ve never you told me it hurts you said it gets worse but it can always be better it’s a gift and a curse a carrage or hearse I don’t which one makes my damn head hurt why did push away all I’ll ever love the one who never took away the person that I was why did I hear whispers louder than the sound of your voice am I just a coward and can I find you through the noise the less I start to talk is just more to find out, who other ppl pretend they are when I’m not around you told me you tried to warn me with such a beautiful voice u told me you tried to warn me I’m sorry I’m so sorry I couldn’t hear through the noise
Roadkill:you taste to me like honey I know that life is ugly but when I’m in your garden I feel more like your bunny so do you wanna play I’ll turn into your stray and make myself real tiny I’ll turn my color gray I’ll fit the glass you blow in we can both pretend that I have to sneak around waiting for the leaves to bend licking crumbs up off the ground just so you know I’m there I put myself in cold repair so I can keep the footprint proud but darlin I don’t hear a sound even tho am I your little varmet do you do you know if you want this I’ll make myself the smallest to fit inside your garden can you take a picture I want to be your flawless so when I get ran over I’ll die inside your wallet you can say you shot me they probably wouldn’t notice to keep me in your pocket the pictures out of focus I won’t let you feel guilty this is what I wanted this is what I started a mess into your garden but really I shot myself I never need your help I I’m made myself the smallest I named myself an auguste silly little bunny jumping through the forest
Red Light:im quiet literally stopped up at a red light wonder just how long it takes for every little thought to to dry made my way to cali with nothin but 300 some slim jims an some dog chow it almost seem conducted dont ask me where my minds at i couldnt tell you nothin cuz i dig my grave at beaches the same one had to crawl out back from the dead but the flies they start buzzin cuz a bitch aint took a shower baby wipes in the stall now damn i was really livin rough smoke up out my lungs as i complain what should be done man i was scum i was mud between some buns sloppy i couldnt take accountability hardly for what i had become so choppy yeah i got impulsive but really i was bummed an my exccesive was explosivehow was i so blind i shot the gun felt electricity holy trinity in this divinity shoulda stopped to find my dignity i got brain cell deficiency n i was stunned from the bottom up i was packed in just like a blunt had to move my bags cuz i had turned into a cunt you play the game to win or you play the game for fun some say you only play it once so play right they talk bout smoke n mirrors you clear through true disguise it was just melted silver coughin dust true demise but who i am to euthanize the metaphor im a bit rusty sometimes i stay inside my human mind demons in a ballpit but im the maskot chuckyyy say cheese n make it chunky paparazzi love they money click n grind to watch me struttinb only one can call me mommy fof the rest im just they auntis but i ate bitch that’s on pastrami its a swap meet lemme tell you a bit about this dolly you dont know what youre causing even when it feels like nothing cuz on that day i touched my face n looked up at the glass said goodbye to me that night cuz i left her in the past i took the i 10 was so hyped then i ran out most my gas stopped about 6 times n then i cried about only half walkin hybrids in a little place called loves i looked at 50 trucks the big ones with the rectangular butts but it wasnt a chevy i slept like heavy 30 mins then i seen a movin bus but am i lookin steadily i blink inside of snippets i scream n i hear crickets but the voice says whats the rush i kick the dirt beneath my feet i watch the dirt go up i got into the car and had a buffet for two drivin on a single windy road that heads toward malibu drove through most of texas but el paso had enough got to see my bestie shout out aj u my guh, then after i was on again takin off the gloves was scared as fuck to drive but that didnt stop my thumbs that id attach to the hand that steers the wheel in engines run too many songs played and my tears began to run i facetime my moms n said please stay up on the phone cuz i wanna stay alive enough to drive up to your home halfway to misses had too many sips was all alone cuz with a voice too deep to tone destrung my macremated bones taking other peoples voices n making them their own cracking that ill never make it but here i am did it on my own lets talk bout lousie and how we didnt get along i got lost into her headlight eyes aside the all of the green signs lazers coming from each one i could barely even read signs *pause* stymasism scary what is driving at night
22 Bottles:it’s after the party I’m drunk and I’m godly I’ll liquify my courage take pictures of my body I want it but it’s costly my I let my eyes zone into the coffee it’s 6 o clock somewhere but 5 pm sounds better to me and damn it I don’t even drink like that and damned if I don’t or I think like that I’ll pull the rug right under my knees and tape my mouth shut til I get a drink ouuuu I wake up I’m 18 cigarette boxes and fake dreams jm paralyzed n can’t breathe kill myself for my family I wake up again I drive n I’m 20 it’s too fast it’s just right I’ll learn all new lessons in due time it’s 22 bottles n I’m dancin n I’m climbing let the songs do the cryin let my moves move you deeply let this tune mend my sorry 22 bottles for me here tonight
Plucked:it’s after the party I’m drunk and I’m godly I’ll liquify my courage take pictures of my body I want it but it’s costly my I let my eyes zone into the coffee it’s 6 o clock somewhere but 5 pm sounds better to me and damn it I don’t even drink like that and damned if I don’t or I think like that I’ll pull the rug right under my knees and tape my mouth shut til I get a drink ouuuu I wake up I’m 18 cigarette boxes and fake dreams jm paralyzed n can’t breathe kill myself for my family I wake up again I drive n I’m 20 it’s too fast it’s just right I’ll learn all new lessons in due time it’s 22 bottles n I’m dancin n I’m climbing let the songs do the cryin let my moves move you deeply let this tune mend my sorry 22 bottles for me here tonight
Drunk Me:she was a heart broken head first in she really took the dive when she began to drown she grabbed him to survive and none of it was fair none of it felt actualized but nothing could compare to stone grown in her in eyes after her sueve knight in armor with armor just as black as the ever beating heart pounding in attack she knew the words spoken but couldnt believe it was really so she set off back to cali where the healed was never healed she had never touched nobody since she last had felt is skin which is also really funny cuz she had felt they both could swim but water turns to sinkhole and the sinkhole turns to death and all rebirth is up to you as long as somethins left so here shes on a trip and gets howled on at the pumps she says no thank you, hey im good but thank you for the jump she drives the trail of tears her mama once had left and found its not the place its just the place inside your chest this girl she waited months told herself its april fools but after so much time she couldnt see whats the use she grabs a single bottle n that bottle turns to two and that bottle turns to wakin up to someone who aint you i fill me with regret n start to wonder what youd do this beating in my chest its starts to feel more like abuse i felt theres nothing left n nothing left that she could do she made one bad mistake n woke up sorta in a blank she wont look at his face cuz he dont havd your kinda grace and its not the poor mans fault he just dont have it like we got it but i that you didnt want it so i wrapped it n i tossed n im sorry even tho i shouldnt be we are both adults and both adults should be so free i wrote this song to tell you that i hated every bit how he didnt smell like workin chopped up would n common sense it felt more like a decoy i Cant believe that i did it but i want you back the past the past but i had to admit it, this girl hasnt touched a bottle and wont come up out the house unless shes gotta work and shake the trees all in the town