Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mansion, artist - NF. Album song Mansion, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.03.2015
Record label: Capitol CMG Label Group
Song language: English
Mansion |
Insidious is blind inception |
What’s reality with all these questions? |
Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in (slept in) |
Broken legs but I chase perfection |
These walls are my blank expression |
My mind is a home I’m trapped in |
And it’s lonely inside this mansion |
Yo my mind is a house with walls covered in lyrics |
They’re all over the place, there’s songs in the mirrors |
Written all over the floors, all over the chairs |
And you get the uncut version of life when I go downstairs |
That’s where I write when I’m in a bad place and need to release |
And let out the version of NF you don’t want to see |
I put holes in the walls with both of my fists 'til they bleed |
You might get a glimpse of how I cope with all this anger in me |
Physically abused, now that’s the room that I don’t want to be in |
That picture ain’t blurry at all, I just don’t want to see it |
And these walls ain’t blank, I just think I don’t want to see 'em |
But why not? |
I’m in here, so I might as well read 'em |
I gotta thank you for this anger that I carry around |
Wish I could take a match and burn this whole room to the ground |
Matter of fact I think I’m a burn this room right now |
So now this memory for some reason just won’t come down |
You used to put me in the corner, so you could see the fear in my eyes |
Then took me downstairs and beat me 'til I screamed and I cried |
Congratulations, you’ll always have a room in my mind |
But I’mma keep the door shut and lock the lyrics inside |
Insidious is blind inception |
What’s reality with all these questions? |
Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in (slept in) |
Broken legs but I chase perfection |
These walls are my blank expression |
My mind is a home I’m trapped in |
And it’s lonely inside this mansion (inside this mansion) |
Yo my mind is a house with walls covered in pain |
See my problem is I don’t fix things |
I just try to repaint, cover em up, like it never happened |
Say I wish I could change. |
Are you confused? |
Come upstairs and I’ll show you what I mean |
This room’s full of regrets, just keeps getting fuller it seems |
The moment I walk in to it is the same moment that I wanna leave |
I get sick to my stomach every time I look at these things |
But it’s hard to look past when this is the room where I sleep |
I look around. |
One of the worst things I wrote on these walls |
Was the moment I realized that I was losing my mom |
And one of the first things I wrote was «I wish I would’ve called» |
But I should just stop now, we ain’t got enough room in this song |
And I regret the fact that I struggled trying to find who I am |
And I lie to myself and say I do the best that I can |
Shrug it off like it ain’t nothing like it’s out of my hands |
Then get ticked off whenever I see it affecting my plans |
And I regret watching these trust issues eat me alive |
And at the rate I’m going they’ll probably still be there when I die |
Congratulations, you’ll always have a room in my mind |
The question is: Will I ever clean the walls off in time? |
Insidious is blind inception |
What’s reality with all these questions? |
Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in (slept in) |
Broken legs but I chase perfection |
These walls are my blank expression |
My mind is a home I’m trapped in |
And it’s lonely inside this mansion (inside this mansion) |
So this part of my house, no one’s been in it for years |
I built the safe room and I don’t let no one in there |
'Cause if I do, there’s a chance |
That they might disappear and not come back |
And I admit I am emotionally scared to let anyone inside |
So I just leave my doors locked |
You might get other doors to open up but this doors not |
'Cause I don’t want you to have the opportunity to hurt me |
And I’ll be the only person that I can blame when you desert me |
I’m barricaded inside |
So stop watching |
I’m not coming to the door |
So stop knocking, stop knocking |
I’m trapped here |
God keep saying I’m not locked in |
I chose this |
I am lost in my own conscience |
I know that shutting the world out ain’t solving the problem |
But I didn’t build this house because I thought it would solve 'em |
I built it because I thought that it would be safer in there |
But it’s not, I’m not the only thing that’s living in here |
Fear came to my house years ago I let 'em in |
Maybe that’s the problem |
'Cause I’ve been dealing with this ever since |
I thought that he would leave, but it’s obvious he never did |
He must have picked the room and got comfortable and settled in |
Now I’m in the position it’s either sit here and let him win |
Or put him back outside where he came from, but I never can |
'Cause in order to do that I’d have to open the doors |
Is that me or the fear talking? |
I don’t know anymore |
It’s lonely |
Oh yeah it’s lonely |
Inside this mansion |