Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where will I go when the world gives up?
When my dreams and I self combust
When the air has all left my lungs
Will my words still be heard, or would waste have begun?
As I move on closer to the end of this life
I start to feel panicked, pressured, and examined inside
Do these people understand that I have no where to hide
Document my whole life so you can see how I reside
I'm not living in a mansion
Shit, I'm living just like you
Working on a twelve to five so I can't see you afternoons
I can't see you in the night, I can't see you in the morning
I'm sleeping from six a.m. to eleven then recording
Perfectly planned, I'm presenting people with their product
I'm persistent with my passion, pissing of the problematics
Who thought it was highly probable I'd fail, you got it!
I failed with a normal job, it turns out I'm just too nomadic
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
I'm the type of person
To leave my heart on the table and get laughed at
Wear my soul on my skin, and keep emotions in a trash bag
This is my last chance, the only thing that matters
Is the people who relate to the loneliness self developed
It's a problem I know, that we can work to get by
All these people actually care if we just let them inside
All of our daily struggles, all they wanna do is provide
A helping hand, most won't judge and pay the others no mind
Because, all that matters in this life is your happiness
No money, no materials, no way you're out lasting them
You're gonna die, and get thrown in a box like the rest of us
So don't believe you're guaranteed a spot in the peoples heart
A shift starts, the minute you drop
They either miss you, say they knew you, or continue to plot how to ruin you
It seems to me that even in death
A wasted life is worse than anything that you could predict
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Humble - A Wasted Life Lyrics
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Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where will I go when the world gives up?
When my dreams and I self combust
When the air has all left my lungs
Will my words still be heard, or would waste have begun?
As I move on closer to the end of this life
I start to feel panicked, pressured, and examined inside
Do these people understand that I have no where to hide
Document my whole life so you can see how I reside
I'm not living in a mansion
Shit, I'm living just like you
Working on a twelve to five so I can't see you afternoons
I can't see you in the night, I can't see you in the morning
I'm sleeping from six a.m. to eleven then recording
Perfectly planned, I'm presenting people with their product
I'm persistent with my passion, pissing of the problematics
Who thought it was highly probable I'd fail, you got it!
I failed with a normal job, it turns out I'm just too nomadic
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
I'm the type of person
To leave my heart on the table and get laughed at
Wear my soul on my skin, and keep emotions in a trash bag
This is my last chance, the only thing that matters
Is the people who relate to the loneliness self developed
It's a problem I know, that we can work to get by
All these people actually care if we just let them inside
All of our daily struggles, all they wanna do is provide
A helping hand, most won't judge and pay the others no mind
Because, all that matters in this life is your happiness
No money, no materials, no way you're out lasting them
You're gonna die, and get thrown in a box like the rest of us
So don't believe you're guaranteed a spot in the peoples heart
A shift starts, the minute you drop
They either miss you, say they knew you, or continue to plot how to ruin you
It seems to me that even in death
A wasted life is worse than anything that you could predict
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where will I go when the world gives up?
When my dreams and I self combust
When the air has all left my lungs
Will my words still be heard, or would waste have begun?
As I move on closer to the end of this life
I start to feel panicked, pressured, and examined inside
Do these people understand that I have no where to hide
Document my whole life so you can see how I reside
I'm not living in a mansion
Shit, I'm living just like you
Working on a twelve to five so I can't see you afternoons
I can't see you in the night, I can't see you in the morning
I'm sleeping from six a.m. to eleven then recording
Perfectly planned, I'm presenting people with their product
I'm persistent with my passion, pissing of the problematics
Who thought it was highly probable I'd fail, you got it!
I failed with a normal job, it turns out I'm just too nomadic
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
I'm the type of person
To leave my heart on the table and get laughed at
Wear my soul on my skin, and keep emotions in a trash bag
This is my last chance, the only thing that matters
Is the people who relate to the loneliness self developed
It's a problem I know, that we can work to get by
All these people actually care if we just let them inside
All of our daily struggles, all they wanna do is provide
A helping hand, most won't judge and pay the others no mind
Because, all that matters in this life is your happiness
No money, no materials, no way you're out lasting them
You're gonna die, and get thrown in a box like the rest of us
So don't believe you're guaranteed a spot in the peoples heart
A shift starts, the minute you drop
They either miss you, say they knew you, or continue to plot how to ruin you
It seems to me that even in death
A wasted life is worse than anything that you could predict
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I will not fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
I will not beg, and I'll never fall
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When people leave, and the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Where do I go when the lights turn off?
When the people leave and all of the crowds are gone
When the fans have forgot my songs
Where will I go, and who rights my wrongs?
Writer: Seth Hans
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid