Drowning
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
I think this song is for friends, I know this track is for family
I think I gotta get this out, I know no, nobody understands me
Cause if you did, then I wouldn't have to go through this
World all alone, I can't cope with shit
Change is danger, I'm a stranger, in a world that, we created
The 4 of us, went to war for this, 4 warriors, set the formula
2 Dead and gone left 2 warriors so mother fucking furious
In a battle that, no one quite won, just grabbed his gun, said I'm done
Turned his back, with his finger up, and for all I know, It's still lingering
Now I ain't pointing fingers, I know there's no one to blame and
The world is spinning as it should, so everything is changing
As I remain stuck in the rain watching what you all gained and
I know I'm trained to aim but I'm just shooting entertainment
Through who? through you! Got a new view through that NuView too
An escape out this place, SquareSpace, Vimeo, my crew, and YouTube
Darwin IAR schooling, so post and sound it ain't foreign
I studied near Union but graduated in Harlem
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
I got scars that you can't see
From bullet wounds that have shaped me
I wasn't born like this, there was a storm that hit
A heavy set kid who often got his ass kicked
On the grass, concrete, and pavement
Shots were fired, none which missed
Sticks and stones will break your bones
But words will fucking kill you!
They will, tear into, bury you
Plan a funeral, and still you will
Revisit the tomb, stoned all alone
Looking down at your past with a fine tooth comb
Trying to figure out where you went wrong
Strong in a world that you don't belong
Waving white flags just to get along
Then recording songs to prove em wrong
So let me take ya back, back when? when it started!
10 With a pen, friends called me retarded
Didn't know then that Fred was the guardian of an in to win wholehearted
Entrepreneur with talent so raw (Okay now)
ABC, CBS now I can't hear em laugh no more
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 sSeconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
I think this song is for friends, I know this track is for family
I think I gotta get this out, I know no, nobody understands me
Cause if you did, then I wouldn't have to go through this
World all alone, I can't cope with shit
Change is danger, I'm a stranger, in a world that, we created
The 4 of us, went to war for this, 4 warriors, set the formula
2 Dead and gone left 2 warriors so mother fucking furious
In a battle that, no one quite won, just grabbed his gun, said I'm done
Turned his back, with his finger up, and for all I know, It's still lingering
Now I ain't pointing fingers, I know there's no one to blame and
The world is spinning as it should, so everything is changing
As I remain stuck in the rain watching what you all gained and
I know I'm trained to aim but I'm just shooting entertainment
Through who? through you! Got a new view through that NuView too
An escape out this place, SquareSpace, Vimeo, my crew, and YouTube
Darwin IAR schooling, so post and sound it ain't foreign
I studied near Union but graduated in Harlem
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
I got scars that you can't see
From bullet wounds that have shaped me
I wasn't born like this, there was a storm that hit
A heavy set kid who often got his ass kicked
On the grass, concrete, and pavement
Shots were fired, none which missed
Sticks and stones will break your bones
But words will fucking kill you!
They will, tear into, bury you
Plan a funeral, and still you will
Revisit the tomb, stoned all alone
Looking down at your past with a fine tooth comb
Trying to figure out where you went wrong
Strong in a world that you don't belong
Waving white flags just to get along
Then recording songs to prove em wrong
So let me take ya back, back when? when it started!
10 With a pen, friends called me retarded
Didn't know then that Fred was the guardian of an in to win wholehearted
Entrepreneur with talent so raw (Okay now)
ABC, CBS now I can't hear em laugh no more
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 sSeconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
60 Seconds in, I can't inhale, I know I'm drowning
This little oxygen, I'm holding in, it's quite astounding
30 Seconds more and I'll be dead, I think I'm drowning
I'm losing consciousness, and I can't do a thing about it
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Fiore
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