Talking To The Angels
I woke up at the bottom of the world
I see nothing that I need
I woke up at the bottom of the world
Believe
And all I found was me
Me talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Mm I was talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Unveil me
Now how can I bare myself in front of the world
When all that happens is that we get judged
Associated with the words?
All from the negative side the result is the same
I don't want to get hurt
It's the gratification of man that we seek
That's one desire we exert
I know individuals who pay a lot of money
To get people's acceptance
Because they so wish to be missed and yearned for
In the midst of their absence
And it's a hamster wheel
It doesn't stop
This behaviour's relentless
It consumes your natural space for growth
And replaces it with flatness
If you have faith, if you're trying to be "like"
Then how does God feel?
Because he gave you the life unique
Only to you unfulfilled
I'm not talking about DNA or your genes
I means your ideas and your skills
As soon as you abandon yourself then
Your contribution to the world is killed
I'm counting multiple times I almost lost
My battle with depression
Risky behaviour ensued then I started
Treating it with erections
Became unproductive, no music
Lost fans and connections
Fell at the lowest of lows
The point at which I still have have take action
And a little reflection
I woke up at the bottom of the world
I see nothing that I need
I woke up at the bottom of the world
Believe
And all I found was me
Me talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Mm I was talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Unveil me
Yeah uh
Man I submit
I want to quit
I'm tired of working I want to omit
Don't want to fit
Or maybe remit
I've struggled enough man I need to permit
Myself whether or not I'm afraid
But to keep going on and commit
Don't want to admit
That I'm a starving artist with
A lot of good rhymes and a grit
I'm not complaining
I gave it my all and I'm out
And still glad I woke up today
The thought of tomorrow and people depending on me
Just proves how much I'm afraid
What happened to me man?
I was filled with a drive and a passion
That lasted for days
I look in the mirror the spirit is dead
Emphatic enough that I'm never the same
Fell on my knees
Curled up in a ball
Before I succeed, I don't want to die
Lack of motivation onset of depression
It mentally hurts I don't want to lie
I'm in my twenties but already peaked
I'm so sick and tired can't help it but cry
Only the angels can wipe off my tears
I've got to believe then look to the skies
Lost is my battle with depression
Risky behaviour ensued
Then I started treating it with erections
Became unproductive, no music
Lost fans and connections
Fell at the lowest of lows
The point at which seize action
And a little direction
I woke up at the bottom of the world
I see nothing that I need
I woke up at the bottom of the world
Believe
And all I found was me
Me talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Mm I was talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Unveil me
I see nothing that I need
I woke up at the bottom of the world
Believe
And all I found was me
Me talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Mm I was talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Unveil me
Now how can I bare myself in front of the world
When all that happens is that we get judged
Associated with the words?
All from the negative side the result is the same
I don't want to get hurt
It's the gratification of man that we seek
That's one desire we exert
I know individuals who pay a lot of money
To get people's acceptance
Because they so wish to be missed and yearned for
In the midst of their absence
And it's a hamster wheel
It doesn't stop
This behaviour's relentless
It consumes your natural space for growth
And replaces it with flatness
If you have faith, if you're trying to be "like"
Then how does God feel?
Because he gave you the life unique
Only to you unfulfilled
I'm not talking about DNA or your genes
I means your ideas and your skills
As soon as you abandon yourself then
Your contribution to the world is killed
I'm counting multiple times I almost lost
My battle with depression
Risky behaviour ensued then I started
Treating it with erections
Became unproductive, no music
Lost fans and connections
Fell at the lowest of lows
The point at which I still have have take action
And a little reflection
I woke up at the bottom of the world
I see nothing that I need
I woke up at the bottom of the world
Believe
And all I found was me
Me talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Mm I was talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Unveil me
Yeah uh
Man I submit
I want to quit
I'm tired of working I want to omit
Don't want to fit
Or maybe remit
I've struggled enough man I need to permit
Myself whether or not I'm afraid
But to keep going on and commit
Don't want to admit
That I'm a starving artist with
A lot of good rhymes and a grit
I'm not complaining
I gave it my all and I'm out
And still glad I woke up today
The thought of tomorrow and people depending on me
Just proves how much I'm afraid
What happened to me man?
I was filled with a drive and a passion
That lasted for days
I look in the mirror the spirit is dead
Emphatic enough that I'm never the same
Fell on my knees
Curled up in a ball
Before I succeed, I don't want to die
Lack of motivation onset of depression
It mentally hurts I don't want to lie
I'm in my twenties but already peaked
I'm so sick and tired can't help it but cry
Only the angels can wipe off my tears
I've got to believe then look to the skies
Lost is my battle with depression
Risky behaviour ensued
Then I started treating it with erections
Became unproductive, no music
Lost fans and connections
Fell at the lowest of lows
The point at which seize action
And a little direction
I woke up at the bottom of the world
I see nothing that I need
I woke up at the bottom of the world
Believe
And all I found was me
Me talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Mm I was talking to the angels
Yeah
I was talking to the angels yeah
Unveil me
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Writer(s): Katleho Kgame
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