Sort Myself Out

Seattle rain, delusions of grandeur
Still stuck, still doing the same
Spent the night trying to piece together
What went wrong and who's to blame
I'm the worlds top 1%, I've got it made
Clothes in a corner dishes blocking the drain
Spend my nights wide awake dreaming of things
Sleeping in late till they fade away
My heart is coming to woke by it's own ineptitude
I oughta sort myself out, I oughta sort myself out
I finally see right through my lies and each single excuse
I oughta sort myself out, I oughta sort myself out
Stumbles and simple failures I can't stand looking at myself
They all serve as a mental mirror reflect a soul that's become unkept
I always thought my struggle was against the world
But it runs deeper than what I've been told 24 years and I see it now
The real struggle in life is to rule your soul
My heart is coming to woke by it's own ineptitude
I oughta sort myself out, I oughta sort myself out
I finally see right through my lies and each single excuse
I oughta sort myself out, I oughta sort myself out
The depths of a man are unknown to himself
An unending void that beckons and pulls at me
I don't even know my soul
It's buried between, heaven and hell
I'll confront the unknown till I know what's hidden beneath
I want to know my soul
My heart is coming to woke by it's own ineptitude
I oughta sort myself out, I oughta sort myself out
I finally see right through my lies and each single excuse
I oughta sort myself out, I oughta sort myself out
My heart is coming to
I'm gonna sort myself out, I'm gonna sort myself out
I finally see right through
I gonna sort myself out, I gonna sort myself out



Credits
Writer(s): Britt Espinosa
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