Ennui by NVA92

They say that music soothes the savage beast, 'n' I'd agree,
'cause there's a demon fiendin' and bleeding out deep inside of me.
These anxieties I'm feeling dealing with society,
I'm trynna be alive and free, it's something that I'd die to be.

So I'm in dire need of fire weed and something smooth and slow,
a jazzy beat to tap my feet and feel the movement, yo.
I groove 'n' flow, cathartic artist when the mood is low,
now know that you can do it bro, forget the pain you used to hold.

Though truth be told I need a movement, need to orchestrate,
and change up my arrangement, shiftin' phases, fight the force of fate.
Remorse 'n' angst, a man of stanzas, stand up, writing scores ornate;
and if the course is straight: accelerando, do not torque the brakes.

Consort's notate this life of complex operetta.
Lots don't know no better, chasing long checks, lots of chedder;
All pretenders, not contenders, oughta eat a hot Beretta,
nodda's better than this hella steller fella's a capella's. What?

I'm grinding late, so ya better bring coffee
The next Bing crosby if I didn't sing awfully
So free my soul, demons hold and cling on me
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui

Ennui, ennui
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui
Ennui, ennui
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui

i'm feeling out of harmony, and I could use some unison,
I'm slipping into dissonance, the pitches shift, need tuning up.
When I've been in a rhythm always find a way to ruin 'em,
been drinking down Jack making the soundtrack to screwing up.

These brews 'n' blunts are half measures, in a full bar;
I'm feeling sort-of like accordions, get played and pulled hard.
Concert to grow to virtuoso, flow is oh-so avant garde;
a magic bard, and half these scars I have, I have from having sparred

Stabbed 'n' charred, a hot stacatto play my lone concerto.
Put my whole soul into the show but none care though;
Theres rainbow's somewhere though, so I'mma run there bro,
just going where the snare go, so listen to compare notes.

Life's unfair, yo, flow the motions and improvise.
Sing until them halls echo; falsetto, hit them high.
Ain't satisfied with simple lives, and I can sympathize;
lets play among the stars, up in the skies, forever hypnotized

I'm grinding late, so ya better bring coffee
The next Bing crosby if I didn't sing awfully
So free my soul, demons hold and cling on me
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui

Ennui, ennui
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui
Ennui, ennui
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui

Ennui
Ennui
Ennui
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui

Ennui
Ennui
Ennui
Restless obsession, I'm left feeling ennui

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