Burnt Butter
It's really all on me
All my conversations sound like:
"It's all very well that you and I know it
But is it the truth if the world doesn't own it?
You owe it to the fate that you're sowing"
And so I know I've
Made a habit of
Avoiding to deal with the pressure
Unfortunately, it grows more
Powerful with every second
I live life epicurean just to
Forget my dreams are still dreams
But empty promises
Sound too familiar to repeat
Everything I avoid becoming
Is on full display
At the end of the day
When the man in the mirror
Stares back at my face
"As long as mama's kitchen
Smells like burnt butter I'll be fine"
Yeah right
Now that the tables have turned
So must supply
You know that I'm
Filled with pride
It's really all on me
Peel the shell off
And find out why I started
This path
The motive for the journey I embarked on
Got rid of distractions
Couldn't afford to be bothered
Words and actions
I can't do one without the other
Prayer and work
I never needed another
So, tell me
Why do you even bother? (Bother)
Know only I have a backbone
Know only lies
What I was told
I could find my way
With my eyes closed
I could walk through fire
For a pot of gold
Don't want to have regrets
At the curtain close
I'll be god damned
If I don't own the show
Know I took my chance
So I could blow
Play the hand I'm dealt
Whatever cards I hold
I already got too much on my plate
Even if I wanted
Couldn't worry about your take
Everything I dreamed
Make it take shape
You have no idea
What's really at stake
You know that I'm
Filled with pride
There's no answer to this sh*t
So I'ma just write
Wear my heart on my sleeve
Like a cuff link that shines bright
Yeah
Like a cuff link that shines bright, uh
Look, I'm
Far from holy
But I'll find a way to breathe through it
Too many yes men around me
Cut them off like bad fruit
A couple years of staring at the ceiling
Time to break through it
With intentions so clear-cut
You run a knife through them
Everything I hope to be
Is a f*cking guarantee
Look, I paid my dues and fees
Never felt more ready
F*ck it, I'll buy my happiness
Whatever it may cost
Turn my life into a song
Just to get this weight off
Picture that
Really enough to put a smile on my face
Even in times
Where I doubt I'll ever find my place
So bless the ones that pray I fall
They don't know what they just started
I'll be home on the charts
The hearts, the fortune, the stardom
At every place in the world
For which I have been longing
See, home is where the heart is
And mine was always vagabonding
Yeah, oh man
Ay, this has to be the one right?
Come on, yeah
All my conversations sound like:
"It's all very well that you and I know it
But is it the truth if the world doesn't own it?
You owe it to the fate that you're sowing"
And so I know I've
Made a habit of
Avoiding to deal with the pressure
Unfortunately, it grows more
Powerful with every second
I live life epicurean just to
Forget my dreams are still dreams
But empty promises
Sound too familiar to repeat
Everything I avoid becoming
Is on full display
At the end of the day
When the man in the mirror
Stares back at my face
"As long as mama's kitchen
Smells like burnt butter I'll be fine"
Yeah right
Now that the tables have turned
So must supply
You know that I'm
Filled with pride
It's really all on me
Peel the shell off
And find out why I started
This path
The motive for the journey I embarked on
Got rid of distractions
Couldn't afford to be bothered
Words and actions
I can't do one without the other
Prayer and work
I never needed another
So, tell me
Why do you even bother? (Bother)
Know only I have a backbone
Know only lies
What I was told
I could find my way
With my eyes closed
I could walk through fire
For a pot of gold
Don't want to have regrets
At the curtain close
I'll be god damned
If I don't own the show
Know I took my chance
So I could blow
Play the hand I'm dealt
Whatever cards I hold
I already got too much on my plate
Even if I wanted
Couldn't worry about your take
Everything I dreamed
Make it take shape
You have no idea
What's really at stake
You know that I'm
Filled with pride
There's no answer to this sh*t
So I'ma just write
Wear my heart on my sleeve
Like a cuff link that shines bright
Yeah
Like a cuff link that shines bright, uh
Look, I'm
Far from holy
But I'll find a way to breathe through it
Too many yes men around me
Cut them off like bad fruit
A couple years of staring at the ceiling
Time to break through it
With intentions so clear-cut
You run a knife through them
Everything I hope to be
Is a f*cking guarantee
Look, I paid my dues and fees
Never felt more ready
F*ck it, I'll buy my happiness
Whatever it may cost
Turn my life into a song
Just to get this weight off
Picture that
Really enough to put a smile on my face
Even in times
Where I doubt I'll ever find my place
So bless the ones that pray I fall
They don't know what they just started
I'll be home on the charts
The hearts, the fortune, the stardom
At every place in the world
For which I have been longing
See, home is where the heart is
And mine was always vagabonding
Yeah, oh man
Ay, this has to be the one right?
Come on, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Igor Egholm
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