Discarded (single) by Trial of the Golden Cure

how much could it mean for you to toss aside
the thing you said that made you see the light
and all you wanted to know inside youself
the things you tried to hide
and I brought that back
'cause I'm on your track
and you can't teach that

On that fixin' me so I can help with you kinda shit I'm always on
every time that I'm on

I don't wanna be rude for no reason at all
I just wanna be myself is all
but I know that's a tall order

bitch mode? that's a cinch
test me on the good days, like
I ain't got no good days but
I can make a good face
And she can make it okay
And you can just go away
But I'll be here again
And I don't want it
I want it all. I want it for me
and I can't have it
so build the fabric
and cut out what you don't need
I know the result, baby
it's gonna be me

dashed aside, just like the first time
just like the me I put away
the hole was put inside my brain
filling it with anything
now there's no room left for me
never knew myself for sure
tempted by sense's allure
finding nothing at my core

I've been discarded

• Experimental
• Hip-Hop
• Rap
• emo
• plunderphonics
• singer-songwriter
• Norfolk