Can't Feel
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
And it's killing me
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Miss the ones that's gone i can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
I know that there is a God but I wonder if he listens
Everyday's a struggle just to wake up and go get it
Did some shit up in my past I hope that I'm forgiven
It's like my granny passed and then my family went distant
Why do I be sinning I can't even feel shit
I be getting high why they really think I'm tripping?
All this water running down my face tears steady dripping
I'm feeling lost can we take it back to the beginning
Auntie Ellinor and uncle Jimmy, Sonny miss him too
I been hurt so much inside I'm not knowing what to do
I been told so many lies I'm not knowing what's the truth
If you feeling how I'm feeling man I wonder what you would do
Use to think that I was weird
Use to think that I was strange
Use to play up in the streets
I look death right in the face
Use to act like I was happy but inside I'm feeling grey
I didn't know how to explain this anxiety and pain now
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Man I'm tired of the violence
And all of these people dying
And my brothers in the sky I'm tired of all the crying
Say they love you to your face but hating when they in private
And these bullets steady flying these youngins they need some guidance
little Wakey like my brother i love you until the end
He got stabbed up by a nigga he thought that it was his friend
And ever since the shit been different and niggas ain't really with you
But I love you to the ending I promise I won't forget you
And they say that they your man I know they really my enemy
They calling me my bro that's only who they pretend to be
And I don't feel the energy
I ain't feeling the chemistry
I'm tired of the phony shit honestly it be killing me
Can't believe the shit that happened to shorty that shit was tragic
But remember all the times was skating and we was laughing
Can't believe the shit that happened to shorty that shit was tragic
But remember all the times was skating and we was laughing
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
And it's killing me
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Miss the ones that's gone i can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
I know that there is a God but I wonder if he listens
Everyday's a struggle just to wake up and go get it
Did some shit up in my past I hope that I'm forgiven
It's like my granny passed and then my family went distant
Why do I be sinning I can't even feel shit
I be getting high why they really think I'm tripping?
All this water running down my face tears steady dripping
I'm feeling lost can we take it back to the beginning
Auntie Ellinor and uncle Jimmy, Sonny miss him too
I been hurt so much inside I'm not knowing what to do
I been told so many lies I'm not knowing what's the truth
If you feeling how I'm feeling man I wonder what you would do
Use to think that I was weird
Use to think that I was strange
Use to play up in the streets
I look death right in the face
Use to act like I was happy but inside I'm feeling grey
I didn't know how to explain this anxiety and pain now
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Man I'm tired of the violence
And all of these people dying
And my brothers in the sky I'm tired of all the crying
Say they love you to your face but hating when they in private
And these bullets steady flying these youngins they need some guidance
little Wakey like my brother i love you until the end
He got stabbed up by a nigga he thought that it was his friend
And ever since the shit been different and niggas ain't really with you
But I love you to the ending I promise I won't forget you
And they say that they your man I know they really my enemy
They calling me my bro that's only who they pretend to be
And I don't feel the energy
I ain't feeling the chemistry
I'm tired of the phony shit honestly it be killing me
Can't believe the shit that happened to shorty that shit was tragic
But remember all the times was skating and we was laughing
Can't believe the shit that happened to shorty that shit was tragic
But remember all the times was skating and we was laughing
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
All this pain inside it's really killing me
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Writer(s): Devon Woods
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