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lirik lagu for the lost and misguided – mb hollow

was it worth it?
shoes bloodied with my blame
blood creates rivers full of bodies
all floating to the surface
can’t disperse it
just observe it
the screams still echo through my brain, each louder than the last
the more i’ve heard it
submerge my head in the pool of blood, painted with those that i deemed worthless
was it worth it?
to lose everything you wanted
just to speak through the burdens
this is a trip through my mind
light the river in fire, gasoline, it all goеs burning
just because i came to tеrms with my existential purpose
doesn’t turn back the clock, i made those mistakes, and everyday i live with the fact that i can’t reverse it
was it worth it?
i guess we’ll find out soon enough
a journey of two people, but i am still the u in us, can’t open up
different paths create different people, divided by negativity
and two repelling entity’s
time to unite the the two identities
and create something worth remembering
was it worth it?
was it worth it?
was it worth it?
was it?

the chaos is beautiful isn’t?
don’t worry
you’ll get use to it
we all do
yeah

1:26
is this the road we travel?
broken rocks, we sink in gravel
collecting tapes along the way
hoping to escape from are mental battles, watching as are past mistakes slowly unravel
we’re broken gavels
trying to maintain order, of something we never understood
one day maybe i’ll wake up
hold up wait straight i would
hold up wait straight, i’m good
i had a taste of freedom
and i’ve seen the things i’ve overlooked
a better me
somebody i didn’t originally recognize
play the tapes until my brain washes away with all the lies
all the
f*ck

tapes
road
two metaphor left completely depleted
left unknown
let my brain collapse in smoke
let the flames consume me whole
drops me further and further
it’s absurd how far forever is from the mome (from the moment)
all my life, i was treated like a rodent
and i don’t blame others
from conceiving of their motives
yeah
as long you know that i’m a different person
and i’ve carried all my burdens
then maybe we can agree on are lack of wordin’
this is my toast for all the broken

a message to the lost
a word for the misspoken
the misguided of them all
the word for all the kids
who didn’t find their way back home
who’ve been searching for an answer
but got told that they were wrong
when they found it
this road i speak of
lies beneath us
how long we travel
till we’re drowning
coast that we’ve
been floating near
two separate people
who’ve been torn apart
swimming in a pool of sharks
the broken marked
by broken hearts
how much is worth
a promise kept?
what does it mean
to finally see
to finally see that final step
what does it mean
to finally breath
to finally breath that final breathe?
that!
nothing
that’s what it means
dissimulation, two faces
the same human being
two places, two races
racing against myself it seems
i’m struggling to be, in
two places, two faces
different from themselves
still bleed, still believe
anything that needs to be told
every rule, that needs to broke
to truly unfold, the pages of this book
thought i burned them before
but i
f*ck

how’d we get like this
how’d we flipped this world
and got upset like this
when anger mixes with confusion
that’s the worst it gets
but i’ve been dodging the questions
dodging my interests
all given, i sent it
apprehended, i let it
slip between my finger nails
holding tight
blood rushing from the
splintered grail
promising these feelings that i
never tell
said i never tell, but at least that’s what i tell myself

yeah

stay in my coffin, busy coughing
pulled out a bit of happiness, and tried it
pull out my regrets, leave my tendencies beside it
been feelin’ often divided
this for the lost and misguided

two completely different people
that share the same reflection
two completely answers
to reply to the same question
a thousand f*cking messages
exchanging texts, the last i read
forgotten in my cautious stance
drain myself of who i am
it’s all again

just happening to fast for me to even think or understand
tapes replaying, thoughts keep racing, knocked down
but here i stand

i walked in these shoes long enough
with no destination in sight
searching for something that’s been starring at me my whole life

marching onward to my future
i’ve been looking for the newer
i’ve been looking for some change
i’ve been looking for some light
marching onward to my gravestone
that kid who never came home
turns out that was me
the entire time

i’ve been looking for the light
i’ve been looking for the light
i’ve been looking for the light
i’ve been looking for the light

yeah

the question still lays unanswered
what else do you wanna know?
these the tapes i made and played
when far off from my home
when i was far off from my own
what started as a beat cd
quickly turned into my form
of expression
my artistic evolution
of music i’ve kept in question
of music, i kept possession
built a world around my mind
and this here is where’s it’s stemming
tress keep growing, from the stems
just like the stems, that i’ve been mixing
24 hour sessions
take my grip, and close it tight
it’s me, myself, and the mic
here i stay venting on the open night
just to introduce you to this road of life
keep moving on the coldest nights
and this journey would be much easier
if i just decided to keep that car in drive
but that’s my fault
i hit my lowest low when that car crash
introduced me back to death
somebody that i thought i was long passed
and this might be another metaphor
on this road i keep mentioning
but y’all don’t know the story
that i based this off when writing this
the age of 6, the younger me
a car was hit, i ran into that road
with a picked up pinecone in my grip
my conscious slipped, and i wake up
in an ambulance, i look around
like, what happened, and that’s when the reaper started caving in
he looked me in the eyes and said
“you know what you did
i’ll give you a second chance and by that means you’ll probably live
but i won’t help you after this, just know that i’ll be their when it’s time for that next accident,”
and before i could had process the fact that i nearly died
my mother answered back and said “you got hit by a car, but you survived, your still alive”
despite my fright
i stayed calm and weak
but ever since that day
i had the feeling that death was always watching me
stressing, became post traumatic
resurfaced, upon the years
and when i tried to crash that car myself
it became disappointed, in my tears
but i decided to keep going
despite feelings of feelings hopeless
and i can gladly say, that without these tapes, i wouldn’t be here
i wouldn’t yeah

so this my final message
for the lost and misguided
feelings buried inside it
subsided without a purpose

we’re all on the same road
searching the same hopes
n0body said that it would be easy
but trust me, it’ll be worth it

- mb hollow

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