PASSION from DUSK BUSES by Izzie Drizzle
Tracklist
| 2. | PASSION | 1:57 |
Lyrics
This is not a hobby it’s a passion
Or just a way to stop me acting up
Emotional baggage needed packing up
And therapy is too expensive on my current pay so i need to start crafting up
Hacking up lungs like a black market vendor
Cashing lump sums from the last harvest embers
Everything is going up except wages
They think some mouldy bread and blackouts are gonna save us
Stab myself in the guts with a butcher knife
And still manage to perform the verse and hooks of life
I am Alexandre’s Fallen Angel eyes burning with betrayal
A chewed and spat out deity yearning for portrayal
If I could go back in time I’d be Cabanel’s model
Our tears burn the same livid anger like a throttle
These memories I coddle like bastards from a rotten womb
Will follow me to the end, crash in my begotten tomb
This is not a hobby it’s a passion
Or just a way to stop me thrashing through the throes of time
Big sleep, dreaming about gnashing at the roses vine
Love turned toxic
Sex turned rape
And abusers grabbing at my chest scare me half awake
Real life feels more like a nightmare
Ghosts with their twisted smiles never like to fight fair
Space is my home, but I can’t afford a flight there
This is not a hobby, it’s a means of escape
For when life gets too much I descend to my brain
This is not a hobby it’s a passion
This is not a hobby it’s a passion
