[Verse 1: Slaine]
Have you ever dug deep into the trauma you faced
As a kid, and seen how it creates where you basically is?
How you fight when you fuck and you leave
How you love or you hate all of what you perceive
Is all seen through the filter of fear
Shame, guilt, and despair, palpable pain is felt in the air
It's still there from the belt and the chair
Try and squelch it to move forward to maybe build and repair
It's too horrid when tomorrows are frozen in time
With the mind trapped in a self-loathing design
I try to shove it down, leave it all closed up inside
See if you love me now, I can sell souls to the blind
Lost in the spiral of the mind like an addict can
Be mesmerized in the rhythm of a tragic dance
I guess I never had a chance
Now I'm looking back, standing at the bottom of an avalanche

[Hook: ILL Bill]
We never know what tomorrow brings
Try to be prepared for when sorrow sings
The Lord taketh and the Lord gives
Though I am still aching when the war ends
We never know what tomorrow brings
Try to be prepared for when sorrow sings
The Lord taketh and the Lord gives
Though I am still aching when the war ends
[Verse 2: Slaine]
Thought I knew true truth, didn't know truth at all
This shit was super false, I was a shooting star
Who knew that you could fall so far in the dirt again
To pull up my roots in awe
I had forgotten it all like I took Ruphenol
I had a game to win, fuck it, I shoot the ball
Numbing the pain again, a bucket or hoop to fall
Is all it took to get me to another ooh and ah
I been through withdrawal, it becomes who you are
Ah, object of affection
I came, I conquered what gets your attention
Insane, I'm bonkers, my quest, my ascension
These rhymes I wrote on the desk in detention
Ah, troubled youth chugging juice with the gin
In my Bubblegoose trynna blackout back then
Smoking PCP when the Summer come
Looking back, wasn't just the cops I was running from

[Hook: ILL Bill]
We never know what tomorrow brings
Try to be prepared for when sorrow sings
The Lord taketh and the Lord gives
Though I am still aching when the war ends
We never know what tomorrow brings
Try to be prepared for when sorrow sings
The Lord taketh and the Lord gives
Though I am still aching when the war ends
[Verse 3: Slaine]
So I'm a prisoner, and I'm mind-warped on a plane ride
With the kamikaze pilot, we ain't on the same side
Living in a time warp, I'm still where the pain died
Brain tied in the same chains that I'm hanged by everyday
I wake up the same with the strange vibe
Maybe I should stay inside watching paint dry
Even then, I can't write with the same drive
That I had when I was getting high
Is that the truth? Or a lie? Yeah, the war never ends
All my ruthless desires, we are forever friends
So I shoot for the skies, but it's more evident
Than it's ever been, that there's something killing me within
I keep keeping on, one foot in front
The other head up everywhere that I'm stepping now
But when you're fighting all your life, can't trust nobody
Tell me, when is it time to put the weapons down?

[Hook: ILL Bill]
We never know what tomorrow brings
Try to be prepared for when sorrow sings
The Lord taketh and the Lord gives
Though I am still aching when the war ends
We never know what tomorrow brings
Try to be prepared for when sorrow sings
The Lord taketh and the Lord gives
Though I am still aching when the war ends