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Climbing Out The Catacombs

from Worth Of My Birth by Mantis The Miasma

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Verse 1:
Climbing out the Catacombs, I'm one of multi millions
Rest remain dead in the dirt, I'm still dealing
With the same feelings, same pain, but still act like I'm
chilling
And I'm pushing through all of the shit so I can get top billing
Pretty fucked up people act like they're lives suck
Cry and cut, but still wanna survive like Macguyver
Feel how gangsters feel when others lie about the
nine tucked
Never felt headed for hell like I do in the line, stuck
On my thoughts constantly, unknown to these wannabes
No soul, hopping from trend to trend like wallabees
I never back out, but take you out back like Old Yeller
Grill you since you just tryna be a Rockefeller
No respect for the craft, say less than Teller
I'm hard liquor, cheesy bitch, your verse like a wine cellar
Like the Count, they insert their canines and they dine on me
Frankenstein's monster, made of others, finds autonomy/

Hook:
But they ain't fucked up like me
In fact, they don't even like me
They ain't fucked up like me
So why the fuck they actin' like they like me?

Verse 2:
I tried to sleep forever with some pills, but I beat meds
I did it to die, never faked shit for street cred
Not faked for concern, I just felt that shit burn
I told people I trust, got disgust in return
Car crash, front of whip smashed, luckily no whiplash
Still fear death, thought I'd finally dismissed that
In the passenger seat, always fear a repeat
Every mile we go, I feel my sanity deplete
All the smiles I show are just to help me cope
All these trials I've known, they're making me lose hope
Even though I try to see them as a chance to grow
Thoughts planted in my head I didn't even mean to sow
I can't help but reap them and it drives me to the Reaper
Only hell freezing over hides them till they can't go deeper
At the end of the blizzard is a beautiful winter
My thoughts buried, only my soul left to enter

Hook:
But they ain't fucked up like me
In fact, they don't even like me
They ain't fucked up like me
So why the fuck they actin' like they like me?

credits

from Worth Of My Birth, released March 14, 2018
Written and Performed by Mantis the Miasma

Mixed and Mastered by Azure the Paradox: soundcloud.com/azuretheparadox

Produced by Musikal: youtu.be/nGNdn5GjxrU

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A musical artist who explores the many themes of life and death. Mantises are often depicted at the intersection of this transition. UCLA 2021.

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