On the Edge

I can not love
I can not trust
Waste too much time by giving a fuck
Feelin' everything I do isn't enough
Clock has been ticking but time is enough
I fight with myself
Got to make right by myself
Tears in my eyes while I write by myself
Depressed for a while
Put my life on the shelf
Wasn't fucking with nobody else

I was on stagnate
Life was just passing
I was so jealous of people who laughin'
Felt like my life was beginning to crash
And I found someone else that was equally damaged
I guess that pain could bring people together
And fuel the desire and fire for passion
Then I went through it
And no one was riding
For me, I felt like my whole life was collapsing

Thought I was happy
I was just actin'
It's such a place I could never imagine
Thought about quitting on that flight to New York
Before I got paid for McDonald's for Rapping
You could keep sayin' I'm trash
Guarantee that I'm an artist that's gonna be last
And sweater and shit you could tell me
I already know if you dream it then that shit could happen

Oh, i'm still searching
Waiting
Standing on the edge
Watching
Learning
How to love again

If you thinkin' I'm for love
Well you hella wrong
Fuck a blog co sign
Labels wanna sign me for leg and arm on
But I'm a fucking take what I deserve
Like I'm Levy on

Sayin' that I'm this
They saying that I'm that
Some are saying that i'm sick
Others saying that I'm wack
Put my blood, sweat and even tears in every single track
And every word I'd never take it back

Had this dream since I was thirteen
Same pair of jeans
Didn't have much
So music is what I ate, slept and breath
Almost turned to the pill and the liquor and the weed
Music is what kept me off the streets
We were five deep

Two beds and I never had my own room
Everyone was rocking next too close to me in home room
Brothers were my only friends
The only ones I'm close too
Everyone's a snake or they go shoo

Lot of friends
That I used to share clothes with
They the same ones that I'm not close too
Now when I come around people wanna know shit
Heh, but y'all don't know what I go through
Lot of friends
That I used to share clothes with
They the same ones that I'm not close too
Now when I come around people wanna know shit
Nah, I don't even fucking know you

Oh, i'm still searching
Waiting
Standing on the edge
Watching
Learning
How to love again
Oh, i'm still searching
Waiting
Standing on the edge
Watching
Learning
How to love again



Credits
Writer(s): Antun Vuic, Jesse Friedman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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