"Hell's Architect" lyrics
King Iso & Matt Phoenix Lyrics
(Locked inside of your mind, wanna talk? Call collect...
Not surprised, even why? We don't try talkin' yet...
Burning fires, our desires, tears are dried - often wept...
You'll realize, in your life you are hell's architect.)
(Locked inside of your mind, wanna talk? Call collect...
Not surprised, even why? We don't try talkin' yet...
Burning fires, our desires, tears are dried - often wept...
You'll realize, in your life you are hell's architect.)
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
I'm constructing this current hell that I'm in...
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
Deconstructing this current hell that I'm in...
I'm Hell's Architect
Said if I'd go back
I'd undo all this dirt and wood
Soaked in lighter fluid - might just do it - Nike
Understood...
But I look fly, I look good
On my mama, on my hood
I might die - everyone does -
Look in eyes - filled up with blood...
But I can't cry
'Cause they all dried up
And I don't mean high
When I'm all fried up
Try to hit God line
But it's all tied up
'Bouta lose my mind
Finna spark right up
Because it's -
Dark in - side the - cave and -
I don't - have the - light I - need to see...
So I
Start a - fire to - take a - way my - lively - hood but - see my needs...
Are met for me
Like infidelity
That ruined everything
Was tit for tat
Look where my kids at
We split up every week
The liquor had me whippin'
Finna crash and then in hell I'll be...
But then I had to realize - this is actually it
Inhale the weed...
The devil's only negative energy possessed
And yes, you'll be...
My trauma caused me so much drama
For it I blamed every scene
I tried to put the fire out
But keeping it lit's my specialty
I got it now -
Time to demolish now
Or I'll forever sing...
(Locked inside of your mind, wanna talk? Call collect...
Not surprised, even why? We don't try talkin' yet...
Burning fires, our desires, tears are dried - often wept...
You'll realize, in your life you are hell's architect.)
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
I'm constructing this current hell that I'm in...
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
Deconstructing this current hell that I'm in...
I'm Hell's Architect
Absent minded alcoholic
Fucking up my health
I hate these walls
But I made these calls
Designed it all myself
My selfish ways
Displayed, decorated
Reminders on the shelf
Under lock and key
And I can't break free
Wake up and I find that I'm in hell
I tell everyone that I love to stay away
Sit in the dark - I don't wanna stay awake
Color everything a lovely shade of grey
Pity party - I don't want to play today
Fanning the flames, praying for rain
Why should I change, when I can blame
Everyone else, nobody helps
Pushed them away, so I stay the same
Told me to meditate
But I said I'm straight
Got a better way
(So I)
Roll up and levitate
Like a featherweight
Touching Heaven's Gate
(So high)
Nothin' to celebrate
Just another way
To self-regulate
(Survive)
Trying to separate
Black envelopes
And red-letter days
I don't want to leave them
But I kind of want to see
What they would do
If I decided I got nothing left
Probably don't believe me
Bet that I don't even mean it
If I did it - tell somebody
That you lost respect
A lot of people need me
So I got to keep on breathing
Luckily I tell them
I ain't in a coffin yet
Pent up in a purgatory
Knowing I deserve it
What I did
It turned me into
Hell's Architect
Not surprised, even why? We don't try talkin' yet...
Burning fires, our desires, tears are dried - often wept...
You'll realize, in your life you are hell's architect.)
(Locked inside of your mind, wanna talk? Call collect...
Not surprised, even why? We don't try talkin' yet...
Burning fires, our desires, tears are dried - often wept...
You'll realize, in your life you are hell's architect.)
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
I'm constructing this current hell that I'm in...
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
Deconstructing this current hell that I'm in...
I'm Hell's Architect
Said if I'd go back
I'd undo all this dirt and wood
Soaked in lighter fluid - might just do it - Nike
Understood...
But I look fly, I look good
On my mama, on my hood
I might die - everyone does -
Look in eyes - filled up with blood...
But I can't cry
'Cause they all dried up
And I don't mean high
When I'm all fried up
Try to hit God line
But it's all tied up
'Bouta lose my mind
Finna spark right up
Because it's -
Dark in - side the - cave and -
I don't - have the - light I - need to see...
So I
Start a - fire to - take a - way my - lively - hood but - see my needs...
Are met for me
Like infidelity
That ruined everything
Was tit for tat
Look where my kids at
We split up every week
The liquor had me whippin'
Finna crash and then in hell I'll be...
But then I had to realize - this is actually it
Inhale the weed...
The devil's only negative energy possessed
And yes, you'll be...
My trauma caused me so much drama
For it I blamed every scene
I tried to put the fire out
But keeping it lit's my specialty
I got it now -
Time to demolish now
Or I'll forever sing...
(Locked inside of your mind, wanna talk? Call collect...
Not surprised, even why? We don't try talkin' yet...
Burning fires, our desires, tears are dried - often wept...
You'll realize, in your life you are hell's architect.)
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
I'm constructing this current hell that I'm in...
They asking: where the hell have I been...?
Deconstructing this current hell that I'm in...
I'm Hell's Architect
Absent minded alcoholic
Fucking up my health
I hate these walls
But I made these calls
Designed it all myself
My selfish ways
Displayed, decorated
Reminders on the shelf
Under lock and key
And I can't break free
Wake up and I find that I'm in hell
I tell everyone that I love to stay away
Sit in the dark - I don't wanna stay awake
Color everything a lovely shade of grey
Pity party - I don't want to play today
Fanning the flames, praying for rain
Why should I change, when I can blame
Everyone else, nobody helps
Pushed them away, so I stay the same
Told me to meditate
But I said I'm straight
Got a better way
(So I)
Roll up and levitate
Like a featherweight
Touching Heaven's Gate
(So high)
Nothin' to celebrate
Just another way
To self-regulate
(Survive)
Trying to separate
Black envelopes
And red-letter days
I don't want to leave them
But I kind of want to see
What they would do
If I decided I got nothing left
Probably don't believe me
Bet that I don't even mean it
If I did it - tell somebody
That you lost respect
A lot of people need me
So I got to keep on breathing
Luckily I tell them
I ain't in a coffin yet
Pent up in a purgatory
Knowing I deserve it
What I did
It turned me into
Hell's Architect
