Berserk 17 by IsaiahThe3rd Lyrics
Berserk
Just read berserk
Man tell me what’s worst (what?)
They don’t see your worth
Or they treat you like dirt
They just want Guts
Tossed out like blunts
To be a woman
Is like life on the run
We are not built the same
Try all you want but there’s some things that you can’t change
I see the strength in your frame but
Demons do bad things to angels
Horns don’t look good under halos, no — and
Ever since she was in cradles
Even her fam was unfaithful
She’d get more love from a stranger
She turned that pain into anger
Some don’t take no for an answer
Used to think that shit was gangster, damn wait
Life is like SVU, man — I should change
But only I see the truth
Her camera-guy only wears flannel
She faking her smiles like a model
I only see pain in her photos
I wrap her up but I’m not fronto
I wrap her up but I’m not Danzo
When we making love, both her eyes closed
She always lie like I’m fine yo
All knowing I see the signs tho
Some be devoted to scriptures
Some play a god like they’re Griffith
She never been too religious
Cuz when she pray who really listens? (Hah? Hah?)
Who really know the truth? (Hah? Hah?)
Who really getting through?
Just read berserk
Man tell me what’s worst (what?)
They don’t see your worth
Or they treat you like dirt?
She act like Puck
Lost in the dust
Can’t call her victim
But she’s losing to drugs
She would get high like Luigi
But when she come down life ain’t peachy
Told me that love is fictitious
PG it’s only for children
From doing it big to just flaccid
Going from actor to actress
Going from Casca to casket
Who says that this everlasting?
Why would she call me over
When I’m not that good with composure
I follow her lead but never been called a soldier
Known for playing with kitties like Yajirobe (damn, damn)
She used to be living proof (yeah, yeah)
Of a soul when it’s split in 2
Her camera-guy only wears flannel
She faking her smiles like a model
I only see pain in her photos
I wrap her up but I’m not fronto
I wrap her up but I’m not Danzo
When we making love, both her eyes closed
She always lie like I’m fine yo
All knowing I see the signs tho
Just read berserk
Man tell me what’s worst (what?)
They don’t see your worth
Or they treat you like dirt
They just want Guts
Tossed out like blunts
To be a woman
Is like life on the run
We are not built the same
Try all you want but there’s some things that you can’t change
I see the strength in your frame but
Demons do bad things to angels
Horns don’t look good under halos, no — and
Ever since she was in cradles
Even her fam was unfaithful
She’d get more love from a stranger
She turned that pain into anger
Some don’t take no for an answer
Used to think that shit was gangster, damn wait
Life is like SVU, man — I should change
But only I see the truth
Her camera-guy only wears flannel
She faking her smiles like a model
I only see pain in her photos
I wrap her up but I’m not fronto
I wrap her up but I’m not Danzo
When we making love, both her eyes closed
She always lie like I’m fine yo
All knowing I see the signs tho
Some be devoted to scriptures
Some play a god like they’re Griffith
She never been too religious
Cuz when she pray who really listens? (Hah? Hah?)
Who really know the truth? (Hah? Hah?)
Who really getting through?
Just read berserk
Man tell me what’s worst (what?)
They don’t see your worth
Or they treat you like dirt?
She act like Puck
Lost in the dust
Can’t call her victim
But she’s losing to drugs
She would get high like Luigi
But when she come down life ain’t peachy
Told me that love is fictitious
PG it’s only for children
From doing it big to just flaccid
Going from actor to actress
Going from Casca to casket
Who says that this everlasting?
Why would she call me over
When I’m not that good with composure
I follow her lead but never been called a soldier
Known for playing with kitties like Yajirobe (damn, damn)
She used to be living proof (yeah, yeah)
Of a soul when it’s split in 2
Her camera-guy only wears flannel
She faking her smiles like a model
I only see pain in her photos
I wrap her up but I’m not fronto
I wrap her up but I’m not Danzo
When we making love, both her eyes closed
She always lie like I’m fine yo
All knowing I see the signs tho