On My Own
Going crazy on my own
Never feel like calling home
All I seem to do is groan
Because no one hit my phone
Swear to god that I'm alone
Find solace in hitting dope
Setting fire to my hope
But I'll never write that note
Living with the same pain day to day
And I pray to god that I'll be okay
Drop it all till at shows I play
And I'm never again gonna feel this way
Fight through the pain
Till I'm on the big stage
I know this is my way
I never gonna change
I don't care bout the fame
Just remember my name
Just remember the days
I was laying in my bed
I was feeling all the shame
Was wishing to be dead
I was feeling like a lame
Now I'm taking aim
Cuz I'm rising up
Yeah I'm rising up
Yeah I'm rising up
Dad I'm rising up
You were holding me back
Ain't done a thing for me
Had me feeling real sad
Then I had epiphany
Cuz you ain't been loving me
Don't want me to succeed
It took me years to see
That you ain't who I need
Momma by my side
Even when I'm getting high
She had given life
So I'm asking myself why
Do I want to die
If my mom want me alive
I know I got my life
So why do I gotta bite
I know I live through strife
But I'm still gonna fight
Although I hate my life
Imma live to be alright
Music leading me to right
Coping with these rhymes
This is why I'm riding high
This is why I cannot die
Going crazy on my own
Never feel like calling home
All I seem to do is groan
Because no one hit my phone
Swear to god that I'm alone
Find solace in hitting dope
Setting fire to my hope
But I'll never write that note
Look into a gold mind
So divine
See what you could really find
A cold mine
Stuck within the universe
I pray to god that I see him when I'm in the hearse
Four tires
I'm burnin on the concrete
Loop the beat
I'm mashin on the gas hit the corner then I swerve
Dear lord
I had to mourn
Through the pain
I'm hoping that these strange days
Won't stay the same
As I hit the gas
I switch lanes now I'm spittin through the pain
The fears worse than serrated blades on Everglades
My rhyme book
Keeps the audience looped within the fine arts
Look at how the board crooks
The lyrics draw a line
From Earth to Saturn
Watch as
The Earth morphs
Within the patterns
Going crazy on my own
Never feel like calling home
All I seem to do is groan
Because no one hit my phone
Swear to god that I'm alone
Find solace in hitting dope
Setting fire to my hope
But I'll never write that note
Never feel like calling home
All I seem to do is groan
Because no one hit my phone
Swear to god that I'm alone
Find solace in hitting dope
Setting fire to my hope
But I'll never write that note
Living with the same pain day to day
And I pray to god that I'll be okay
Drop it all till at shows I play
And I'm never again gonna feel this way
Fight through the pain
Till I'm on the big stage
I know this is my way
I never gonna change
I don't care bout the fame
Just remember my name
Just remember the days
I was laying in my bed
I was feeling all the shame
Was wishing to be dead
I was feeling like a lame
Now I'm taking aim
Cuz I'm rising up
Yeah I'm rising up
Yeah I'm rising up
Dad I'm rising up
You were holding me back
Ain't done a thing for me
Had me feeling real sad
Then I had epiphany
Cuz you ain't been loving me
Don't want me to succeed
It took me years to see
That you ain't who I need
Momma by my side
Even when I'm getting high
She had given life
So I'm asking myself why
Do I want to die
If my mom want me alive
I know I got my life
So why do I gotta bite
I know I live through strife
But I'm still gonna fight
Although I hate my life
Imma live to be alright
Music leading me to right
Coping with these rhymes
This is why I'm riding high
This is why I cannot die
Going crazy on my own
Never feel like calling home
All I seem to do is groan
Because no one hit my phone
Swear to god that I'm alone
Find solace in hitting dope
Setting fire to my hope
But I'll never write that note
Look into a gold mind
So divine
See what you could really find
A cold mine
Stuck within the universe
I pray to god that I see him when I'm in the hearse
Four tires
I'm burnin on the concrete
Loop the beat
I'm mashin on the gas hit the corner then I swerve
Dear lord
I had to mourn
Through the pain
I'm hoping that these strange days
Won't stay the same
As I hit the gas
I switch lanes now I'm spittin through the pain
The fears worse than serrated blades on Everglades
My rhyme book
Keeps the audience looped within the fine arts
Look at how the board crooks
The lyrics draw a line
From Earth to Saturn
Watch as
The Earth morphs
Within the patterns
Going crazy on my own
Never feel like calling home
All I seem to do is groan
Because no one hit my phone
Swear to god that I'm alone
Find solace in hitting dope
Setting fire to my hope
But I'll never write that note
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Writer(s): Mathew Merritt
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