Song: Trapped
Artist:  Frank Mully
Year: 2020
Viewed: 51 - Published at: 2 years ago

[Chorus]
Trapped inside my mind, locked inside a penitentiary
My mind might indict
I'm caught up with my old memories
Shawty wanna vibe, but only when she's befriending me
Forced to my demise I am my own worst enemy (x2)

[Verse 1]
Enter prison, Enter prism
Religious deceptions a product of me
Pissed off invision
Divided we lifted
To each of our reasons, and that I mean
Thinking we bad when money just atoms
Thinking we mad when we livin lavish, that's running us
Shots hittin no cap and start ripping them open without any magic
You dropping for bait? My family, that's mackerel
Pass them the objects like we playing tackle
Flag off the snap and hear the pads crackle
Run you for asses then ride off the saddle
Shapeshifted, I'm different than most of you
Lies die, missing the point of your life
Your demons distract you forever
Better get all my reasons you'll find, just give it due time
[Verse 2]
Okay(x3)
I've been trapped for just too long
Writing all these bars to ease and clear my thoughts
But it don't help, nah
Dealing with these thoughts that keep me stuck inside my dome
Picking path passing all these signs that just don't belong
Trapped inside the box, but this shift in perspective
Pessimistic views are often signs of progression
My message is:
Stay inside your mind and think about that shit you dealing with
The only lesson you'll find is that your cell is just a nucleus

[Chorus]
Trapped inside my mind, locked inside a penitentiary
My mind might indict
I'm caught up with my old memories
Shawty wanna vibe, but only when she's befriending me
Forced to my demise I am my own worst enemy (x2)

[Verse 3]
Okay, I been up to long
Cause I've been fighting with my wrongs
Writing every single song about these things I'm never proud about
Conscious thoughts that keep me falling to my doom
Really thinking 'bout these demons that surround me in my room
Mindless, no cappin'
Psilocybin, vibin'
Killin' them with kindness, so vibrant
And I just wish that I could go back just a couple years
So I could get a taste
Making music, never choosing what I could put on my plate

( Frank Mully )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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