Time

It's the same cold breeze
That I felt last week
As the wind hit my cheeks
I can think about at least
Ten reasons I should leave
Sh** I'm not trying to
Figure out what life means
I just wanna know if
I been chasing pipe dreams
I just need a little
Sense enough to find me
Instead of feeling like a
Deer up in the high beams
F*** that man we're all lost
On our own maps
Some of us just hide it
A little better it's known facts
Some of us are suffering
Stuck addicted to Prozac
Others of us love it
It's nothing like it it's all that
Ain't no call backs
When that toe tag is wrapped
It's all latched up n it's
Shut no doubling back
And the sun is coming up faster
And days are tumbling past you
And nothings bringing you back
To the place you went to be happy
It's a

It's a pretty good day
Just to give some thanks
For the little things
We all run away
With them big old dreams
We all get away
From ourself it seems
We got a lot sh** to think about
I know everyone is busy now
And we're looking for the finish line
Trying not to lose
But the only thing we're losing is time

And I been getting more precautios
With the fear and doubt
Too many things in the
Here and now to be hearing out
Virus got me scared to
Go and see my parents now
This f****** smile ain't the
Only mask that I'm wearing now
I got some peeps
I only see em every now and then
I got some friends
I only see when other friends are dead
I guess I leave it up to fate
I'm never checking up enough
It's nothing personal
It's something I just struggle with
It's on now
We got our own places to go
And it's little mouths to be fed
And we feed em so they can grow
But my nieces are getting older
I can't even see or hold em
One of em cuz the 'rona
The other ones on the opposite coast
They say the worse it gets
You gotta find the silver lace
The only way to look at
Difficulty's in the face
And I been staring at this mirror
Thinking if it breaks
At least I'll have a piece a me left
And for that I'm giving thanks

It's a pretty good day
Just to give some thanks
For the little things
We all run away
With them big old dreams
We all get away
From ourself it seems
We got a lot sh** to think about
I know everyone is busy now
And we're looking for the finish line
Trying not to lose
But the only thing we're losing is time

I'm gonna go
I feel like lately
I been on a roll
But what is the goal
Don't really know
I just been tryna not break when I fold
I got a hopeful cup that's
Full enough to overflow with love
And so it does and
Not for nothing
I suppose I let things go too easily
Maybe I shouldn't
Maybe it's me that been giving me hell
Maybe it's life
Maybe it's love
Maybe it's drugs
Maybe it's us
Maybe I'm f*****
Stuck in a shell
Maybe I'm screaming
Somebody help
Maybe I'm lost
Somebody find me
How did I do this to myself

It's a pretty good day
Just to give some thanks
For the little things
We all run away
With them big old dreams
We all get away
From ourself it seems
We got a lot sh** to think about
I know everyone is busy now
And we're looking for the finish line
Trying not to lose
But the only thing we're losing is time



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Conklin
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