Closet by Madd Matic Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Hello? Hi there, I'm your son!
I'd like to talk, after all the time has come
10 years, I ain't hear a single call from you
Momma's always working hard, while your in solitude
Drinking bud lite, watch tv and sleep until the sunlight
Comes some other wife, then y'all done with by another night
You probably don't see it when your peaking at the mirror
But that's the man I fear of, I might have to see it clearer
I'm 13, what the fuck am I supposed to think
Of a figure I never could picture cause here's thing
I never seen ya, you could be a monster or a creature
I might get that from you because my mother isn't neither!
While your in the club I hope this comes up on the speakers
And I blow up like a creeper, you can know that this about you
You can get that feeling, that sense of humiliation
That I was feeling without ya, now your seeing the outcome
(Hook)
Closets got bodies
You wanna see?
All of them haunt me
They wanna creep
Sometimes they win
All my voices
I got a conscience
But its hidden
(Verse 2)
Beer bottles scattered, television on and blasting
Heart been shattered from all the trauma that happened
Without a father, I'm not gonna learn how to throw
Catch me a fish, or how to be approaching to girls
Fight like a man, taught myself that with the thoughts in my head
Caught up in them, unlocked the locks from off of my hands
And I taught myself some confidence in asking out females
Honestly, I'm not gonna get into the details
But my confidence was brought up by the microphone i'm spitting on
And the rhymes that I write cause I know no one else delivered em
Confused since elementary
Still developing mentally
Tryna get some empathy
Not from you, but the rest of me
Anger and essentially
Im an emotional mess, you see
Feel like I'm in jeopardy
Maybe musics my destiny
Homie i'm just expressing me
Melody is the remedy
And noone is saving me
Not even if your neighborly
(Hook)
Closets got bodies
You wanna see?
All of them haunt me
They wanna creep
Sometimes they win
All my voices
I got a conscience
But its hidden
Closets got bodies
You wanna see?
All of them haunt me
They wanna creep
Sometimes they win
All my voices
I got a conscience
But its hidden
Hello? Hi there, I'm your son!
I'd like to talk, after all the time has come
10 years, I ain't hear a single call from you
Momma's always working hard, while your in solitude
Drinking bud lite, watch tv and sleep until the sunlight
Comes some other wife, then y'all done with by another night
You probably don't see it when your peaking at the mirror
But that's the man I fear of, I might have to see it clearer
I'm 13, what the fuck am I supposed to think
Of a figure I never could picture cause here's thing
I never seen ya, you could be a monster or a creature
I might get that from you because my mother isn't neither!
While your in the club I hope this comes up on the speakers
And I blow up like a creeper, you can know that this about you
You can get that feeling, that sense of humiliation
That I was feeling without ya, now your seeing the outcome
(Hook)
Closets got bodies
You wanna see?
All of them haunt me
They wanna creep
Sometimes they win
All my voices
I got a conscience
But its hidden
(Verse 2)
Beer bottles scattered, television on and blasting
Heart been shattered from all the trauma that happened
Without a father, I'm not gonna learn how to throw
Catch me a fish, or how to be approaching to girls
Fight like a man, taught myself that with the thoughts in my head
Caught up in them, unlocked the locks from off of my hands
And I taught myself some confidence in asking out females
Honestly, I'm not gonna get into the details
But my confidence was brought up by the microphone i'm spitting on
And the rhymes that I write cause I know no one else delivered em
Confused since elementary
Still developing mentally
Tryna get some empathy
Not from you, but the rest of me
Anger and essentially
Im an emotional mess, you see
Feel like I'm in jeopardy
Maybe musics my destiny
Homie i'm just expressing me
Melody is the remedy
And noone is saving me
Not even if your neighborly
(Hook)
Closets got bodies
You wanna see?
All of them haunt me
They wanna creep
Sometimes they win
All my voices
I got a conscience
But its hidden
Closets got bodies
You wanna see?
All of them haunt me
They wanna creep
Sometimes they win
All my voices
I got a conscience
But its hidden