Just hold on tighter
The moon gets brighter
You'll shine like Michael
But it doesn't matter
okay
Loathing from decisions that I've made within addiction
All these pharmaceuticals, they say that something missing
All my life mistaken, truth with eggs and bacon
Mental illness killing sanity, I hear them singing
Jimmy's got a gun, aye, Jimmy's got a gun, aye
Don't let the police see you, they going to say he got a gun, aye
Empty bullets on them like they're doing it for fun, aye,
Real life C-O-D and it don't end 'cause no one won, aye
Visions of my death is something I just really want to escape
Keep them demons all away, burn them down then take a break
Just hold on tighter
The moon gets brighter
You'll shine like Michael
But it doesn't matter
The pain keeps reaching
I keep on singing
The stars are shining
That's where I'm climbing
I got this feeling in my stomach that my doom is finna come in
I'm boarding home at six in the morning, the sun is rising
I'm crashing bumping Swimming, I'm just made I made a scene
Ended up in the E-R, I was on that couch for some goddamn weeks
And I couldn't sleep, it was in my dreams that I could've died, I just want to sleep
If it keep me up what it all going to mean (if it keep me up what it all going to mean)
If I crash and burn with they all goin' see (If I crash and burn will they all goin' see)
But I know that life is just a lease, oh, oh
Just hold on tighter
The moon gets brighter
You'll shine like Michael
But it doesn't matter
The pain keeps reaching
I keep on singing
The stars are shining
That's where I'm climbing
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, okay
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, hold up
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, okay
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, hold up
I just want to be free, I can't go back, I just need to leave
'Cause I know the pain keep killing me
Man I can't keep up, I can hardly breathe, man I hope you see
I just want to be free, I can't go back I just need to leave
My heart go black, man it's six feet deep
And I can't keep up, I can hardly breathe
So what's the point in seeing when you're feeling everything you see
Stay so temporary, hope you're hearing everything from me
Drink this Hennessy with Perc's and lean I hope my heart it cease
Bet nobody know the pain inside my brain, just need some peace, please
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, okay
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, hold up
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, okay
My tragedy my masterpiece
My tragedy my masterpiece, hold up
credits
from The Prince's Heart,
released February 12, 2019
Drums performed by Tyrell Compton
Recorded at Rax Trax Studios. Assistant Engineering from Logan Katsoufis
Written, Produced, and Performed by Tyrell Compton
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Tyrell Compton
Honest, raw, versatile, & thoughtful: These words are what defines Fanaticus. Based in Chicago, Fanaticus makes what he
calls “life music” to express the complex thoughts & emotions most people struggle to communicate, inspired by the highs & lows of it all. His ear for music is impeccable. With a background in classical and jazz, Fanaticus is a true student of the craft and it shows in his music....more
