Woke up yesterday, I almost wished i hadn't
Wish these thoughts would go away, that with a snap they'd vanish
And these demons all around me, on my back I stagger
Feasting on my pain, they slice my air with daggers
I can't escape
I find it hard to relate, as of late
Find it hard to see the real in the fake, as of late
So f*ck it I might just be the problem I could never solve
Just get caught up in the line of fire dropped off in a coffin
From coughing
Been toking on these trees so damn much
That I really think i'm going to save myself with these blunts
The stunts I do when off of these drugs
These I get following these hugs
Ain't it strange
In this game
Insecure and ashamed
Ain't a thing going to change
Whenever I get the fame cause
Cause
When my time comes I pray that i'm the only one
Who has ever seen your wings melt under the sun
Pressure got you feeling naive
You need pinching it ain't a dream
You're f*cking crazy if you think i'd lose my only son
Not keeping track of your time
You lose yourself in that rhyme
You need to learn from my mistakes don't live your life like it's mine
You're stubborn, I know you'll decline
Wouldn't doubt it
Beat around it
Bushes seeming too crowded, we argue loud like the crowd it
Ain't it strange
How this game
Is a curse
Need a blame
Ain't a thing
Gonna change
Whenever I
Get the fame cause
Cause
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Woke up yesterday, I almost wished i hadn't
Wish these thoughts would go away, that with a snap they'd vanish
And these demons all around me, on my back I stagger
Feasting on my pain, they slice my air with daggers
I can't escape
I find it hard to relate, as of late
Find it hard to see the real in the fake, as of late
So f*ck it I might just be the problem I could never solve
Just get caught up in the line of fire dropped off in a coffin
From coughing
Been toking on these trees so damn much
That I really think i'm going to save myself with these blunts
The stunts I do when off of these drugs
These I get following these hugs
Ain't it strange
In this game
Insecure and ashamed
Ain't a thing going to change
Whenever I get the fame cause
Cause
When my time comes I pray that i'm the only one
Who has ever seen your wings melt under the sun
Pressure got you feeling naive
You need pinching it ain't a dream
You're f*cking crazy if you think i'd lose my only son
Not keeping track of your time
You lose yourself in that rhyme
You need to learn from my mistakes don't live your life like it's mine
You're stubborn, I know you'll decline
Wouldn't doubt it
Beat around it
Bushes seeming too crowded, we argue loud like the crowd it
Ain't it strange
How this game
Is a curse
Need a blame
Ain't a thing
Gonna change
Whenever I
Get the fame cause
Cause
Wish these thoughts would go away, that with a snap they'd vanish
And these demons all around me, on my back I stagger
Feasting on my pain, they slice my air with daggers
I can't escape
I find it hard to relate, as of late
Find it hard to see the real in the fake, as of late
So f*ck it I might just be the problem I could never solve
Just get caught up in the line of fire dropped off in a coffin
From coughing
Been toking on these trees so damn much
That I really think i'm going to save myself with these blunts
The stunts I do when off of these drugs
These I get following these hugs
Ain't it strange
In this game
Insecure and ashamed
Ain't a thing going to change
Whenever I get the fame cause
Cause
When my time comes I pray that i'm the only one
Who has ever seen your wings melt under the sun
Pressure got you feeling naive
You need pinching it ain't a dream
You're f*cking crazy if you think i'd lose my only son
Not keeping track of your time
You lose yourself in that rhyme
You need to learn from my mistakes don't live your life like it's mine
You're stubborn, I know you'll decline
Wouldn't doubt it
Beat around it
Bushes seeming too crowded, we argue loud like the crowd it
Ain't it strange
How this game
Is a curse
Need a blame
Ain't a thing
Gonna change
Whenever I
Get the fame cause
Cause
Writer: Alexander Poubouridis
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