CLOSE - BIGGER THAN YESTERDAY

Another sleepless night, I barely slept, the sun is already rising, what am I gonna do? Well, at least I'm in shape, right? This is Close Maluc. Today I didn't sleep well, I even tried, but when paranoia hits, man, it's like an out-of-control train, so many empty cars. From acting so cold, I became a hostile being, my mind races, a million thoughts that don't stop for a second, and the world unleashes this beast. When they ask how I am, much bigger than I was, I'm huge. The pain is constant, I lift weights to feel good, I'm polished like a diamond. It's hard work and a bit of trembling, even off-season I'm lean, ripped inside out. Those who see don't understand anything, even when I bathe, I look like a beast. If the mind appears, it disappears. I take it to the gym, in a PET bottle. Face closed, eternal cheap shot became my prayer. Don't rush me, man, you know I value my peace. I'm turned into a dog, a top-tier Rastafarian dog, full of hormones in my blood. They will never be bigger than me, not even if they form a gang. Today I'm going to stack the weight to clear my mind, I'm going to unstack the problems that almost no one understands enough for me to leave here sane, and even if I hit failure, I know I'll be back tomorrow. Today I'm going to stack weight to clear my mind, I'm going to unstack the problems that almost no one understands enough for me to leave here sane, and even if I hit fail-