Alone
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Livin' my life feelin' just alone
Don't know what to do anymore
The opposite of grown
No I am not another clone
Oh yaa, yaa, yaa, yaa
Yo, ya,
It's an everyday struggle just getting outta bed
Seems like every minute need a place to lay my head
Man I'm so exhausted, of my daily life
This is my synopsis, every day's a fight
For my own well-being, no matter how the fuck it seem
If life's an exam, I'm barely passin' with a D
And I'm husslin' (husslin'), just struggling
Hour for hour, negative thoughts they devour
Sayin' yous' not a prince, but instead yous' a coward
Don't deserve what you got, beautiful little flower
Just keep smokin' your pot, wastin' life and your power
What's the fuckin' point if I go on like this
Going all around but I ain't got no purpose
People in this town, it's a fuckin' circus
Takin' too much thought about what's on the surface
Yo, I really really hate the system
Bureaucracy's built for snobby people who don't really listen
To me, and who I'm tryna be
Yo I'm fuckin' human, could you treat me like a being
Livin' my, livin' my, livin' my, life
Livin' my life feelin' just alone
Don't know what to do anymore
The opposite of grown
No I am not another clone
Oh yaa, yaa, yaa, yaa
Yo, ya,
It's an everyday struggle just getting outta bed
Seems like every minute need a place to lay my head
Man I'm so exhausted, of my daily life
This is my synopsis, every day's a fight
For my own well-being, no matter how the fuck it seem
If life's an exam, I'm barely passin' with a D
And I'm husslin' (husslin'), just struggling
Hour for hour, negative thoughts they devour
Sayin' yous' not a prince, but instead yous' a coward
Don't deserve what you got, beautiful little flower
Just keep smokin' your pot, wastin' life and your power
What's the fuckin' point if I go on like this
Going all around but I ain't got no purpose
People in this town, it's a fuckin' circus
Takin' too much thought about what's on the surface
Yo, I really really hate the system
Bureaucracy's built for snobby people who don't really listen
To me, and who I'm tryna be
Yo I'm fuckin' human, could you treat me like a being
Livin' my, livin' my, livin' my, life
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Writer(s): Bryan Kendall
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