I’ve Got Some Living To Do
Busy compensating for the lack
I don't see myself the way you see me, is that bad?
If hell's a state of mind, then why is Satan on my back?
I'm sinking through the floor
Solitary nigga at his core
Hollow-hearted, shallow breathing, sitting at the shore
Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure
Will I grow old and mature?
Tore me apart
And punctured fucking holes in my heart
I'm sitting out here soulless, that's all
I thought the world was wonderful, I thought
How many defeats can I afford?
Standing on my feet is not so easy anymore
Yes, I feel more free and have the courage to explore
But currently, I'm beat and bored
Where the hell is everybody at?
Everyone my age is off at college in a class
I'll go unacknowledged, watching life behind the glass
I'm never really sure anymore
Too fucking busy compensating for the lack
Yeah, I don't see myself the way you see me, is that bad?
If hell's a state of mind, then why is Satan on my back?
I'm sinking through the floor
Solitary nigga at his core
Hollow-hearted, shallow breathing, sitting at the shore
Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure
Will I grow old and mature?
Shallow breathing, sitting at the shore
Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure
Will I grow old and mature?
And mature, mature
I don't see myself the way you see me, is that bad?
If hell's a state of mind, then why is Satan on my back?
I'm sinking through the floor
Solitary nigga at his core
Hollow-hearted, shallow breathing, sitting at the shore
Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure
Will I grow old and mature?
Tore me apart
And punctured fucking holes in my heart
I'm sitting out here soulless, that's all
I thought the world was wonderful, I thought
How many defeats can I afford?
Standing on my feet is not so easy anymore
Yes, I feel more free and have the courage to explore
But currently, I'm beat and bored
Where the hell is everybody at?
Everyone my age is off at college in a class
I'll go unacknowledged, watching life behind the glass
I'm never really sure anymore
Too fucking busy compensating for the lack
Yeah, I don't see myself the way you see me, is that bad?
If hell's a state of mind, then why is Satan on my back?
I'm sinking through the floor
Solitary nigga at his core
Hollow-hearted, shallow breathing, sitting at the shore
Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure
Will I grow old and mature?
Shallow breathing, sitting at the shore
Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure
Will I grow old and mature?
And mature, mature
Credits
Writer(s): Maverick Fabela, Jelani Aryeh, John Kolbe
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