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Doormat


Artist: The Lyricist
Artist's Description
This song is written from the perspective of an artist who has to choose between chasing his dream, and chasing the person he loves.

Genre(s): Hip-hop/Rap, Pop
Mood(s): Anxious, Melancholic, Romantic
Style(s): Heartbreak
Language(s): English
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Doormat

By The Lyricist
You jest,
Always putting
Emotions to the test.
Caress
Me one day,
Then push me away the next.
I'm stressed.
Always placed under
The constant duress
Of loneliness (loneliness.)
I'm blessed
With my gift,
But It's cursed like the rest.
A mess,
That's what I am,
Pretending I'm at my best
A pest
Constantly eating at
The thing in my chest.
Distress
Is filling me;
I'd a never have guessed
That you would make me choose:
Give up my art or you're leaving,
Between the person I love
And my reason for breathing;
Either way, I stand to lose
A fraction of my being.
Love still has a definition,
But no longer a meaning.
I understand you're upset
That I never have time.
I've always got my mind set
On my next biggest rhyme,
And so my biggest regret
Is that I didn't give more,
But i guess none of that
Matters anymore, so...
...
Now you're gone
And I'm alone.
I can't delete you
From my phone.
I don't know what to do. (Without you...)
Every time
I close my eyes
I see your face
I want to cry
Can't help but think of you tonight!
I let you walk all over me.
I never let them see
My mind filled with distortions.
I feel like a doormat
With emotions.
...
I wish that I could yell you
That you'd always come first,
But the thing about rap
Is that my gift is a curse.
You said that all I cared about
Was your body and purse,
But I'm the only guy
Who didn't fall in love with your looks,
first...
But I guess that's on me.
Mr. Still Too Gullible
Just can't see
That he's walking blindly
Through misery.
He's abandoned ship
And based on his trajectory,
He's diving deep
Into a sea of emotion
Oblivious to all the other
Fish in the ocean.
Delirious
Thanks to this demeaning devotion
And he doesn't even know the risks
He's set in motion.
Now look at the man,
All that's left is a husk
Of everything he planned,
Of what he is, or he was.
I guess you know my answer
Since I'm writing this, so
If you ever change your mind,
Still got your name on my phone.
...
Now you're gone
And I'm alone.
I can't delete you
From my phone.
I don't know what to do. (Without you...)
Every time
I close my eyes
I see your face
I want to cry
Can't help but think of you tonight!
I let you walk all over me.
I never let them see
My mind filled with distortions.
I feel like a doormat
With emotions.

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