Lyrics

Shell
Do I feel well?
Recognized that nothing matters
It could be hell
Runnin round without a purpose
Trapped in details
Or you could choose what you make worth it
Use your free will
Still
I Do not feel well
Nobody ever gave a fuck about how we felt
Still I open up my heart in case you seek help
Momma told me I'm too smart that's why i see Shells
All around me
Shells all around me
Say I'm doing great
But I cannot take it proudly
Cuz most of them afraid to explore their inner boundaries
If you yourself are lost
How the fuck you claim you found me?
Where's my soul?
Emptiness inside my heart
I tried to fill with goals
Void inside my body made me try to take control
I feel like a shell that's on a journey to be whole
God i need the Holy Ghost
The only hope for death I have is reincarnation
There's couple things I'll miss
But I'm yearning for salvation
I'm falling for temptations
Morals gone
Just because I stopped
Saying prayers right in the morning
I've been trynna better myself for long
As I'm gettin older it's harder to right my wrongs
Workin' on it but it's not enough
Fake Smile with honest love
I would run a thousand miles for you
But im cuffed up and lost in lust
I lost my Trust in this Game im empty
I gave you trust and you disrespect me
(grab a pistol and act fearless)
Demons whispered in my ear
So i want all of you to hear this
Please seek Gods spirit
Blind trust in his plans
Made me a new man
When i was roaming round in trance
Do you feel me?
Never fitted in
No matter where im livin in
Cliches, comments, prejudice annoying
Shits so limiting
Every place im visting the people staring
As if I was an alien they still comparing
Status, bodies skin colours
Why can't we just love each other
Prayed to God and asked to be a prophet
I dont care bout profit
Ill switch the meaning back
Advance, progress, growth for the soul
Our society is set up to explode
Our transportation poison
Food we eat is poison
Entertainment poison
Our behaviors are poison To our health
Shell
Do I feel well?
Recognized that nothing matters
It could be hell
Runnin round without a purpose
Trapped in details
Or you could choose what you make worth it
Use your free will
Still
I Do not feel well
Nobody ever gave a fuck about how we felt
Still I open up my heart in case you seek help
Momma told me I'm too smart that's why i see Shells
Written by: Tizian Diallo, Tyrese Williams
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