D E A L E R
Title | D E A L E R |
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Artist | InVisions |
Album | Deadlock |
Release Date | 2022-02-11 |
Description | ’D E A L E R' is the counterpart to ’D V P E'. The two tracks follow the same narrative but unlike ’D V P E', ’D E A L E R' is from the perspective of the person suffering from addiction. Alcohol and substance abuse can be misunderstood and assumed it’s a choice and is as simple as just stopping, but there are often deeper issues that are being suppressed. There are always two sides to a story and an addiction doesn’t have to be forever and doesn’t have to define you. There’s a line in the track, ‘Can someone tell my head when it’s half time’‘ which really outlines the internal battle. When you’re fighting yourself, there’s nowhere to run. ’D E A L E R’ lays everything bare. |
Lyrics | Am I just faded or just fading away Hoping I choke with every breath that I take Insomniac; on track to poison my brain Searching for heaven in a hurricane I'll bite my tongue until I taste it I'm holding on but I don't think I'm gonna make it Just know at least I've found no peace in living deceased I met the devil and I let him take a part of me I've been looking for a healer, dealer Tryn'a find a way to cure the fever Take another shot and leave me out to rot I've been looking for reason, heathen Tryn'a find something to believe in Hate is all I've got so fucking let me rot Yeah, and truth be told I don't care anymore No blood on my hands but still my head's at war Just understand, you don't know who I am So don't mistake me for a better man And truth be told, I don't care anymore I've washed the blood from my hands So fuck it this is war When will you understand that's not who I am? So don't mistake me for a better man And still, I can't help but wonder Will I survive or let it drag me under I'm in way over my head, just fucking make it end I'm in way over my head Will I survive or let it drag me underneath? And still I can't help but wonder Will I survive or let it drag me under? I've been looking for a healer, dealer Tryn'a find a way to cure the fever Take another shot and leave me out to rot I've been looking for reason, heathen Tryn'a find something to believe in Hate is all I've got so fucking let me rot You might also likeCan someone tell my head when it's half time? Cause I don't really think that it knows, I'm I'm hanging by a thread on a deadline I'm living on the edge of a flatline Can someone tell my head when it's half time? Cause I don't really think that it knows, I'm I'm hanging by a thread on a deadline I'm living on the edge of a flatline |