I Indiana Jones’d my depression
With fake smiles and aggression
No spores of joy in sight to teach me counter lessons
Sporadic sessions of anxiety suppression
Another forced excursion to divert the world from questioning
In actuality
This evil king is suppressing me
But in a world where therapy costs a fee
I understand the hesitancy
Of strangers attempting to save a damsel
In this distressing sea of helplessness
If only I could tell them this
I can’t explain my happiness
But can describe when I don’t have it
A parched cactus reaching for a life force
But every time I get close
The devil’s in the decoys
To hell with the common
I lost interest to follow the herd
please sell me to the devil i’m about to summon
Nothing to look forward to
Not a thing worth looking back at
Many will say i have to see through
Not many left who’ll say they get that
Perfection is a personal conception
For that reason, it is obsolete and nothin’ more than a contraption
Mind and soul, separate like pairs of beautiful feet
Broke the chains, used to be a slave to what they thought of me
Caught in a web filled with delusional treats
Every thread a whisper your fear repeats
The silk wraps tight, tighter than deceit
Your breath stumbles your heartbeat retreats
Eight-legged freaks they crawl they creep
Stealing your dreams while you’re half asleep
Hear that sound your sanity speaks
It creaks it creaks oh it creaks
oh it creaks
Shadows skitter walls they twist and bend
Eyes like black mirrors they never end
Your reflection’s gone swallowed whole
The void inside starts to take control
Are you awake or is this a spell
A sticky prison a private hell
Eight-legged freaks they crawl they creep
Stealing your dreams while you’re half asleep
Hear that sound your sanity speaks
It creaks it creaks oh it creaks
oh it creaks
Spin spin spider spin your lies
Trap the truth in silken ties
Dance on the edge where reason dies
The web is home to your demise
Was unconscious, dead, still walkin’, never thought to breathe
Not a hero or a martyr
Just another nigga that was drownin’ in the water
Reflections in the pond, now I’m caught up in a corner
Where time is just a second and the mind is just a portal
In the face of the truth, was an informant, always lyin’
Kept denyin’, in the game I was ballin’ with the Lions
Just tryin’ to stay alive, willin’ to survive
In a world where I feel the realest niggas is deprived
Take it all in stride, perfection is a ride
It’s only somethin’ to conceive in the mind
Caught in a web filled with delusional treats
Reaching apex while being controlled by eight legged freaks
Hear that?
It’s your sanity
It creaks
Caught in a web filled with delusional treats
Every thread a whisper your fear repeats
The silk wraps tight, tighter than deceit
Your breath stumbles your heartbeat retreats
Eight-legged freaks they crawl they creep
Stealing your dreams while you’re half asleep
Hear that sound your sanity speaks
It creaks it creaks oh it creaks
oh it creaks
Girl, you’re dangerous…this is too good.
Thank you! ❤️
This had me moving. The riff is good, and the music went well with it.
Always a pleasure to read your opinion Fia! Thank you so much!
Powerfully penned, Drieks. You’re an incredible lyricist my friend. Your arrangements always fit your words tightly. Excellent work.. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you for the kind words Damian!
Oh Lordy! You’ve done it again.
It’s like you know what melody/hook to use depending on the tone of the lyrics.
Where to emphasize your message. I listened to this when you posted but didn’t know how to reply.
I was at a loss of words! That is rare! Hahaha
Much respect chica!
Keep killing it!
Thank you Adelphina! It’s a lot of trial and error but I warms my heart to hear people appreciate it. I’ll keep at it and hope to keep improving along the way. Have a wonderful day!
You’re a beast at this thing Lady, to freaking Tight
Thank you! More coming in a few days (hopefully)
This i awesome. I somehow talked Fia into getting a Spoken Word group going (actually, I kind of bamboozled her into it). HER wants to join and she suggested we get Willow and you as well. After listening to this, I feel really out of my league. I’m a lifelong entertainer, but mostly in theater. When I started writing for performance, I had no music, just me, so that’s what I’ve been doing. But you would bring some real class to the group, and if we do this right, we can build something outstanding for all of us. Interested?
Hey, what happened to the audio? I sent a link to this page to a friend and he told me no song was here, so I came back — and it’s gone! Please put it back.
Apparently because of an update on the site, all audio on all posts got removed sadly. I hope I have time tomorrow to upload the audio again on all my songs.
In the meantime you can listen to the songs on my YouTube channel if you’d like: youtube.com/@Drieks
That I would like. So tell me, would you like to join the Spoken Word Group? You would be a very welcome member, and I think we can all benefit from each other.