We all walk the line between insanity and sanity

Das folgende Rap-Video Invincible „Ropes“ feat. Tiombe Lockhart beschäftigt sich mit dem sensiblen Thema Selbstmord. Bevor das eigentliche Musikvideo beginnt, erklärt der Künstler noch, dass das Video eigentlich von mtvU (College Network für Studenten) akzeptiert wurde, dann jedoch wieder abgelehnt wurde auf Grund des Thema’s Selbstmord.

Ich denke man sollte offen über Selbstmord reden, weil man nur dadurch betroffenen Menschen helfen kann und nur dadurch Menschen die keinen Ausweg mehr sehen, helfen kann.

Invincible „Ropes“ feat. Tiombe Lockhart from Okayplayer on Vimeo.

Its hard to get a glimpse of hope
When you against the ropes
Try to penny pinch but after bills and rent ya broke
Life it always throws a wrench like Emp at Interscope
You in the aftermath succumb to numb it with a drink or smoke
To Ease the pain I sleep all day
Relieves the hangover from the E and J
Lookin for a tunnels end a light to lead the way
But the shame has been ingrained into my DNA
Cuz pop’s was a failure
Mom was on lithium
Always settled for less than the best
No one to pity em
No one to drop a pretty gem
At seven tied a plastic bag over my head
Like, „What’s the point but getting older and dead?“
So innocent, searching for missing links
Surrounded by the carcasses of instruments
Of dreams departed hardened by the sentiments
Out of tune and sharpened by the artists who neglected it
I’m scarred by my resemblance

Silly things
That I do to feel life
I realize
I drink and I smoke
Scrambling for a hint of hope
My tight rope

You know the one where a rabbi, imam and pastor walk in
To a bar to discuss what happens if the caskets dropping
The one inside committed suicide
Family spastic sobbin
The answers come in more flavors than Baskin-Robbins
Will god forgive em for the sin
and will they ever make amends
Or was it the last option off of the path they walked in?
Depending on if they believed in hell or heaven
Or if there was a chemical imbalance in their cerebellum
Or if the pain was overwhelming full of self loathing
Feeling plagued by failure like the first males chosen
Or what if hell’s frozen, and life was only this purgatory?
Full of greed, and murder, war
See I know you heard the story
What if they wait and have faith to reincarnate?
With luck they won’t be stuck again between a rock and hard place
Running in a hamster wheel
We wondering what answer’s real
And star gaze pray someone above to keep our heart safe.

Silly things
That I do to feel life
I realize
I drink and I smoke
Scrambling for a hint of hope
My tight rope

I heard the barrels cry wishing they could spare ya lives
Was feeling paralyzed but no I wasn’t scared to die
Feared not livin to the fullest so i pulled it
All or nothing
Now somebody wanna call my bluff when
I tried to flinch
Told them that the suicide attempt was cause I’d rather die
Than live and ride the bench
For every victory there’s like 50 times the set backs
For every revolution there’s a death trap
And everytime I see police attackin with a tazer gun
A protester that’s down already on the ground my face is stunned
I see people that’s unaffected like „that’s just for safety hun“
Turn around and tell myself: „You’re not the crazy one“
To all the unfazed and numb, hope that you hear
What I’ve spoken is clear
So you stop repressing choking the tears
We all walk the line between insanity and sanity
And hope and despair
Hope and despair

I realize
I’m as big as the sun in the sky
Wild dreams and mild denies
Slow raw and numb outside
I dream in the snow
I drink and smoke
Hint of hope
Walking on the tight rope…

Über den Autor


Medizinstudent, Papa, (ehemaliger) Gesundheits- und Krankenpfleger auf einer großen Intensivstation sowie leidenschaftlicher Blogger und Jogger.

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