These Days
Drugs is all I know to run
Cause there's nobody to call on
All these problems I've accounted I could probably build a mountain jump to see if can fly off
Distant memories are trapped inside my head it kills me
If I stood before the lord right now he would deem me filthy
Time and time again I've fell to sin
How can I repent again
For the things I'm addicted to
I hate it but I love it too
Torn in two it's been days since I've prayed
I've been starving my spirit
I won't give it clearance I ain't tryna hear it
I'd rather get high just to numb away the pain
I guess I'm being human sorry for being human these days
I'm blowing chronic
Tryna keep myself from exploding mind of suicidal bombers
I need some downers
Cause every time I'm dozing for some hours I forget about my problems
It's a never ending cycle this a never ending bottle
That I just dove in now I'm tryna find the bottom
Young wild and hopeless my pride's been broken shattered and now I'm open nobody to lean on
Open the prescription drink and get my lean on
Mike Jackson's prime Smooth Criminal's my theme song
Both parents addicted shit I guess they genes strong
Things I fiend for ain't nowhere near God forgive me lord for I'm
Torn in two it's been days since I've prayed
I've been starving my spirit
I won't give it clearance I ain't tryna hear it
I'd rather get high just to numb away the pain
I guess I'm being human sorry for being human these days
Cause there's nobody to call on
All these problems I've accounted I could probably build a mountain jump to see if can fly off
Distant memories are trapped inside my head it kills me
If I stood before the lord right now he would deem me filthy
Time and time again I've fell to sin
How can I repent again
For the things I'm addicted to
I hate it but I love it too
Torn in two it's been days since I've prayed
I've been starving my spirit
I won't give it clearance I ain't tryna hear it
I'd rather get high just to numb away the pain
I guess I'm being human sorry for being human these days
I'm blowing chronic
Tryna keep myself from exploding mind of suicidal bombers
I need some downers
Cause every time I'm dozing for some hours I forget about my problems
It's a never ending cycle this a never ending bottle
That I just dove in now I'm tryna find the bottom
Young wild and hopeless my pride's been broken shattered and now I'm open nobody to lean on
Open the prescription drink and get my lean on
Mike Jackson's prime Smooth Criminal's my theme song
Both parents addicted shit I guess they genes strong
Things I fiend for ain't nowhere near God forgive me lord for I'm
Torn in two it's been days since I've prayed
I've been starving my spirit
I won't give it clearance I ain't tryna hear it
I'd rather get high just to numb away the pain
I guess I'm being human sorry for being human these days
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Writer(s): Alistair Atzori, Neko Deshawn
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