Purgatory
Bobby Raps Lyrics

Life beyond the world
Trying to find a meaning in the afterlife

Escape past the stars
Seeking escape from the trivialities of daily life

To reclaim what was there
Longing to return to a place of comfort and familiarity

N' It's dedicated
A sense of commitment and purpose in the face of adversity

Now I'm snatching pills out of his hand
Witnessing the self-destructive behavior of a loved one

Now I can never talk to him again
Realizing the permanence of loss

But, I can still see that body on the bed
The vivid memory of the moment of loss

Only thing I can do now is keep it in my head
The feeling of powerlessness in the face of death

Is there Heaven for an addict?
The uncertainty of the afterlife for those who struggled with addiction

Or is it just that feeling they chase but, could never capture
Questioning the possibility of true fulfillment for addicts

I see the devil hidden in these capsules
Recognizing the danger of drug addiction

They be hiding in plain sight and suffering but, acting natural
The deception of addiction and the pain it causes

Heading down the path of self-destruction
The inevitability of negative consequences for those who give into their addiction

But, I could not follow
The struggle to resist temptation

Now I'm shadow boxing with my conscious
The internal battle between good and evil

While my soul gets swallowed
The overwhelm and defeat of succumbing to addiction

Had a hard time letting go
The difficulty of moving on after loss

But, I can't worry 'bout the things that I can't control
Learning to accept the things that cannot be changed

Only hope is to stay hopeful
The need to remain optimistic in the face of grief

Destined for more than this existence
Believing that there is something greater beyond this life

Put him on my neck, I won't forget him
A pledge to cherish and honor the memory of the departed

It was over in an instant
The suddenness and shock of death

What could I have done different?
The guilt and self-doubt that follow loss

Granny passed a week before he died
The pain of experiencing multiple losses in a short period of time

Family thought I couldn't even cry
The pressure to conform to societal expectations of grief

After funeral can't even lie
The emotional toll of putting on a brave face

Sobbing, tears, asking reasons why?
The intense anguish of losing a loved one

Never see his face again
The finality of death

The darkest demons find the purest souls to place to rest
The tendency for the most virtuous individuals to experience the most suffering in life

Catholic service left my nerves distorted
The disparity between religious doctrine and lived experience

Already gone but, I can't help but worry
The persistent longing to bring back the departed

Is he leaving in eternal glory?
The hope for salvation in the afterlife

Or forever floating stuck in purgatory?
The fear of an uncertain, painful existence after death