On the Grind

I'm sitting by the windowpane, while rain drops
You'd better know what inside to be ready
I'm done with playing the games, stop it baby
Cuz I can't do by myself
Cuz I can't do by myself
Cuz I can't do by myself, understand me
I close my eyes, then I open - you standing
I'm all alone and I love that you're hating
Our love in book on the shelf
Our love in book on the shelf

While you next to me
My heart is racing
Pulse is up and down
But my question is
Are we too young
To leave this fucking life?
I've been in my thoughts
Been lookin' for
Decision what to do
But I'll never find it
On my own
You seem that you can look

But if I really let you follow way that I've been
Going my whole life
You can never back to point where you
Just been on the grind
But if I really let you go wherever you want
You'll lose that proper way
You ain't never see me more, you'll lose control
Decide, you leave or stay

But if I really let you follow way that I've been
Going my whole life
You can never back to point where you
Just been on the grind
But if I really let you go wherever you want
You'll lose that proper way
You ain't never see me more, you'll lose control
Decide, you leave