[Intro: Vinyl crackle, slow melancholic piano, dusty boom-bap kick] Yeah. ZERO. Just sit with me for a minute. Listen to the rain. They say the hardest battle is the one nobody sees. [Verse 1] You don't understand the depths of this depression Until an empty room becomes a solitary weapon Just you and your reflection, but the mirror feels distorted Every positive emotion getting system-aborted You pacing on the floorboards, counting up the ceiling cracks Carrying a hundred pounds of trauma on your rigid back The silence starts to deafen, making shadows look alive You just surviving, but you really wanna thrive Can't stand your own presence, so you turn the music loud But you still feel isolated in the middle of a crowd It's a suffocating feeling when the walls begin to creep And your mind won't ever let you get a heavy night of sleep. [Chorus] Yeah, itβs a slow fade, dying in the quiet Mind is at war but nobody sees the riot Another brother lost to the ghosts inside the room We sweeping male depression out the doorway with a broom Told to "take it like a man," so we bottle up the pain Till the pressure cracks the glass and we drown inside the rain. [Verse 2] Look at the statistics, man, the numbers never lie Three out of four of these suicides, it's the men who die But society ignores it, keep it locked inside the vault Conditioned from our childhood to think it's all our fault If you ain't providing, then they treat you like you're weak So the brothers suffer silently, terrified to speak We pour a double shot, light a blunt to numb the brain Walking through the PNW, blending with the rain Ten toes down, but the concrete's giving way Just praying that the sun might finally break the gray But the expectations heavy, man, they crush you like a stone And there ain't a deeper hell than feeling totally alone. [Chorus] Yeah, itβs a slow fade, dying in the quiet Mind is at war but nobody sees the riot Another brother lost to the ghosts inside the room We sweeping male depression out the doorway with a broom Told to "take it like a man," so we bottle up the pain Till the pressure cracks the glass and we drown inside the rain. [Verse 3] I wrote this for the homies that we buried way too soon The ones who couldn't make it through the darkness of the moon I see the empty chairs at the table, man, it hurts Puttin' RIP up on these custom-printed shirts We gotta break the cycle, gotta throw away the pride There ain't no shame in hurting, put the ego to the side The bravest thing a man can do is say he needs a hand Instead of washing out to sea and sinking in the sand If you standing in that room, and you can't stand who you see Just pick up the phone, brother, lay that weight on me. [Outro: Beat slowly fades out to just the piano] Yeah. Reach out. You ain't a burden. You're a brother. To anyone fighting the silence right now... keep fighting. ZeroReZ. We surviving tonight. On Gang.
