Sticks & Stones
Ay lie to my face, tell me it all is ok
Tell me friends are not fake
Tell me they not playing games
Look to the sky 'fore I blow out my brains
Now everybody wanna come around me
But yet it's funny how they never ever thought about me
shit, lately I've been thinking even my own dad had forgot about me
That's some real (real shit)
People underestimate the change that this fame brings
Yeah it's hard to explain things
When your outside of these walls so restraining
Get inside of my head, but beware of the strange things
That are lurking inside
You cannot look directly right at them, or they'll run off and hide
I know it seems a little crazy, but I promise I'm fine
They think I'm better of dead, but yet I feel so alive (Whoo)
I'm fighting this whole war on my own
How do I have all these people 'round me, and still feel so alone?
I've been drinking, I've been smoking
Please don't tell me that I'm wrong
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
Yeah, they cut you to the bone
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
How come I still feel so alone?
You say sticks and stones don't
hurt you, but these words cut to the hey
How many lies did I take,
from the ones that always told me I could never be great?
The motherfucker's hoping one day I could give them a break
And now they all in my text saying I got what it takes
I don't think it works like that
All the sudden everybody wanna have my back
Where we you the time I had the gun to my head?
And where the fuck were you when I was left for the dead?
See it's crazy how the money make you turn like this
Never needed a handout, I'd rather burn that shit
Because what the fuck is anything if you ain't earn that shit
Ain't a cheat code to life
You better learn that quick
These days, I don't really trust that easy
Everybody want me for the money, then they leave me
Like here: Take a piece of my wealth,
and in the end, once again, it's just me and myself yeah
I'm fighting this whole war on my own
How do I have all these people 'round me, and still feel so alone?
I've been drinking, I've been smoking
Please don't tell me that I'm wrong
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
Yeah, they cut you to the bone
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
How come I still feel so alone?
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
Tell me friends are not fake
Tell me they not playing games
Look to the sky 'fore I blow out my brains
Now everybody wanna come around me
But yet it's funny how they never ever thought about me
shit, lately I've been thinking even my own dad had forgot about me
That's some real (real shit)
People underestimate the change that this fame brings
Yeah it's hard to explain things
When your outside of these walls so restraining
Get inside of my head, but beware of the strange things
That are lurking inside
You cannot look directly right at them, or they'll run off and hide
I know it seems a little crazy, but I promise I'm fine
They think I'm better of dead, but yet I feel so alive (Whoo)
I'm fighting this whole war on my own
How do I have all these people 'round me, and still feel so alone?
I've been drinking, I've been smoking
Please don't tell me that I'm wrong
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
Yeah, they cut you to the bone
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
How come I still feel so alone?
You say sticks and stones don't
hurt you, but these words cut to the hey
How many lies did I take,
from the ones that always told me I could never be great?
The motherfucker's hoping one day I could give them a break
And now they all in my text saying I got what it takes
I don't think it works like that
All the sudden everybody wanna have my back
Where we you the time I had the gun to my head?
And where the fuck were you when I was left for the dead?
See it's crazy how the money make you turn like this
Never needed a handout, I'd rather burn that shit
Because what the fuck is anything if you ain't earn that shit
Ain't a cheat code to life
You better learn that quick
These days, I don't really trust that easy
Everybody want me for the money, then they leave me
Like here: Take a piece of my wealth,
and in the end, once again, it's just me and myself yeah
I'm fighting this whole war on my own
How do I have all these people 'round me, and still feel so alone?
I've been drinking, I've been smoking
Please don't tell me that I'm wrong
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
Yeah, they cut you to the bone
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
How come I still feel so alone?
You say sticks and stones don't hurt
you, but these words cut to the bone (bone)
Credits
Writer(s): Cliff Parman, Albert J Trace, Ben Trace, Fred Quinlan
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