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brains - maros lyrics

[verse 1: maros]
i swear i’ve had brain damage since the day i was born
that’s why i get on stage, drop the mic then i perform
it’s not the norm so i feel like my anxiety
takes a hold of me and hides the person that i’m trying to be
i’m supposed to be an open book and quite sociable
so should you expect me to be so comfortable
i wouldn’t know, i’m a virus in my own mind
i’ve gone blind to the notion that i’ve cosigned
i’m not a person, i’m a waste of sp-ce
i’m out of place so i might as well just shut my face
i’m in a race with my toxic thoughts
i’m in a darkened box, can you release the locks
a little plea, set me free from this anxiety
i really wanna be a part of society
i’m bout to take a stance, get ready for this one
chemical imbalance or not, it’s just done, so

[verse 2: maros]
eh yo, i’m bout to let it go and build myself an ice castle
solitude is all i wanted dude, it’s such a h-ssle
i’m feeling dumb and dull, i’m losing concentration
it’s automation that i’m feeling, this sensation
it’s like i’m programmed just to stop and go
react and so, i’m jaded, i just lost my flow
this isn’t love,cause who the h-ll could love me?
i’m broke, black a nerd and well, ugly
my lack of confidence diminishes my common sense
ominous thoughts caught, leaving me so taut and tense
i’m tired of this, no more feeling like the end is near
release the fear and shed away the final tear
i’m on the precipice of ending this mind’s mess
self depreciating thoughts, i couldn’t mind less
see, i’ll just level up my self worth through
learning to love myself,so how’s that you…

[verse 3: maros]
“oh look it’s maros, putting out a new song”
“i bet it sucks, and he probably tried to sing along”
“he can’t sing, and he sucks at the rap too”
“the best thing he’s ever done is ‘pony swag’ “that’s true!”
“can you understand him?” “i swear that he mumbles!”
“you can tell in fast raps exactly when he bumbles!”
“and he’s so basic” “where are all the multi’s?”
“his lack of verbose,prose,bros! it’s so gross he’s”
“lacking refinement,i can’t define it”
“and i’m reminded,why i’m so blinded”
my own thoughts, i’m my own worst enemy
i can’t get my own mind into friend-ing me
but now i’m moving on, no self torture
i’m doing what i love, here’s to the future
surrounded by family, friends and new fans?
if i’m not holding myself back,well who can?

- maros lyrics

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