Colder

I used to say I had nothing left
Unsure but still used say it with chest
Sicker feels is now kept at bay
We let noise and hootin lay out to rest
From now on this is my song
Black clouds dont mean the sky's gone
Eyes would burn and the "I" would hurt
Now my entire work feels like fireworks
The smaller guy that had bigger visions
Vision grew and so did the living
Remember back, I heard emotions screaming
Was blacking out, light blocked by demons
Seemed dark but the eyes were closed
Brace for impact cos no one knows
When will I be ok, like never?
Bit older, trust the process, Arteta
Older you knows what the future holds
Never give a fuck what you were told
All you need to know is that this will be over
Colder truths help, this you will know
Once you let go it's like finding gold
All the past shows is that this will be over
You aint funny so say less
Say more, it makes hearts guess
Be this and be that one then
But then move back and be my best friend
So when growing learning when not to listen
Seeing dad cry it hits you different
At certain ages, at certain stages
When you don't really know what your place is
Dumb words that shouldnt affected
Love interest seemed uninterested
32 me knows not to mess with
The fucked up wisdom they wished to bless with
Then dysfunction would reach majestic
The one that hurt, the one I had sex with
Love dyslexic, the date the whole shit was over
We drink on 4th october
Older you knows what the future holds
Never give a fuck what you were told
All you need to know is that this will be over
Colder truths help, this you will know
Once you let go it's like finding gold
All the past shows is that this will be over
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Over
Oh oh oh
Every thing is not for you to stand against and feel an ache
Just wait, some things are meant to break
Just close your eyes as earth will quake
It still is great, so even when them fuckers hate just pull the break
You make your life so choose and shake off
Shit that makes your skin all flake
Saw you slam that door and heard it
Damn that door was murdered
But you went on 'bout your business like that fucking door deserved it
When you shout its understandable, when others shout its violence
When you pout it's "what that man gon do?"
Might let you pout in silence
When your cousin told you I aint shit, you laughed & sipped your drink
But when he told me you a moody bidge, its different shit you think
When you walked that dog
And text that dude from work
And called it friendly
Then got mad cos I ain't got one jealous bone hanging on in me
As the stories now come back to me, I realise the pattern
All the chatter, you was after someone telling you you badder
I was part of something made for you, an extra in your scenes
Well Im ready for my closeup miss Demille, sweet dreams
Older you knows what the future holds
Never give a fuck what you were told
All you need to know is that this will be over
Colder truths help, this you will know
Once you let go it's like finding gold
All the past shows is that this will be over
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Over