Purgatory by EXEM Lyrics

Intro:
Its really scary;
Thinking about the future is-
One of the worst things for me to do...
Because i'm convinced; and all i see is;
A road, of, nothing...
Nothing...
Just every morning the same sun;
Coming through the same window;
At the same time;
To wake you up to the same day;
Of the same pain...
Of the same extreme boredom...
Of the same frustrations; and you see where this goes...

EXEM:
Whether you like it or not;
There’s a clock;
And the ticking hands on it like to passively mock;
You; Wеther you like it or not;
Your a prop;
You gotta prop-up it up or let it crush what you got;
Word-up;
Now; Im all grown up;
I’m gеttin old;
I been feelin like I’m dead and I’m living aswell;
So I dwell; so I sit and I spell;
I expell;
My sentiment; and then I sell it in the form of a knell;
Hell’s bells ringing;
And clock keeps tickin;
So Ill keep spittin’ till I’m dead;
Sippin on my meds;
Crawling outta bed;
Rolling through my city;
Tell me How it seem;
When u see me drifting past in yo dreams;
No it isn’t how it seem;
Cause behind the scenes;;
I been; drifting outta scene;
Faded offa bean;
Faded cause I always under dose;
On sleep;
But I gotta get them funds;
So I stay up; yup;
So I get up; and keep it going;
I’ll sleep when I’m dead;
When i; can finally get up; outta my head;
So until my time; I’m on my grind;
While you in bed by 9;
I’m up till 1;
Up till the sun-rises;
Back to work by 6:45;
I feel like I’m dying a slow death;
I just want it over with;
As outsiders we don’t even wanna go outside;
But we forced to live a life;
That We hate; and play disguise;
But I hate to lie;
So I won’t I’d rather die;