Tell The
I want to do something that makes me happy
That's why I'm rapping
I don't want to stay in this place
This world's a maze and I can't find my own way
My mom says head down and work hard
That's what I'm doing 'cause I'm trying to heal my heart
And I don't even know how I feel
'Cause I got a void inside of me that I will never fill
Everytime I have to be so strong
But I lose every time, in this life everything is wrong
And I don't want to answer messages on my phone
I prefer write some shit, 'cause on the phone I'm waiting too many calls
I'm mad, maybe 'cause I'm sad
'Cause I look at too many things that I can't have
And after all these statements
I need to forget all shit so I roll another paper
Everybody chases dollars
But I keep watching this world out of focus
Fuck all this shit I'm trying to be somebody
Somebody who I want to be
I can't see goals closer and closer
So I wake up in hangover
I keep playing my life, even though I've already passed the Game Over
Too many nightmares, sometime I really hate being sober
Mess inside my head, mess around me
I can't find myself even when I look around me
Everybody want a piece of this
But my goal isn't getting on a cover of a magazine
Chasing my dreams, beating my fears
Even if my parents are proud only if I pass the year
Fake people, fake emotions, man this world is fake
Your moment is around the corner but I'm still in place
Handle the pressure, avoid the stress
But there are too many things I'm trying to forget
People ask me if I think I'll have a future with rap
I just need to drive away these ghosts inside my head
It's a long process climb this mountain with the ladders
Becoming sadder and sadder
So I kill my old me for something better
'Cause there are too many things that don't matter
Tired of people that steal from my plate
When I was a kid I counted the sheeps to sleep
Now I count the stars to stay awake
Everyday there's something that goes wrong
Noone really get me
So I tell the sky what's going on
That's why I'm rapping
I don't want to stay in this place
This world's a maze and I can't find my own way
My mom says head down and work hard
That's what I'm doing 'cause I'm trying to heal my heart
And I don't even know how I feel
'Cause I got a void inside of me that I will never fill
Everytime I have to be so strong
But I lose every time, in this life everything is wrong
And I don't want to answer messages on my phone
I prefer write some shit, 'cause on the phone I'm waiting too many calls
I'm mad, maybe 'cause I'm sad
'Cause I look at too many things that I can't have
And after all these statements
I need to forget all shit so I roll another paper
Everybody chases dollars
But I keep watching this world out of focus
Fuck all this shit I'm trying to be somebody
Somebody who I want to be
I can't see goals closer and closer
So I wake up in hangover
I keep playing my life, even though I've already passed the Game Over
Too many nightmares, sometime I really hate being sober
Mess inside my head, mess around me
I can't find myself even when I look around me
Everybody want a piece of this
But my goal isn't getting on a cover of a magazine
Chasing my dreams, beating my fears
Even if my parents are proud only if I pass the year
Fake people, fake emotions, man this world is fake
Your moment is around the corner but I'm still in place
Handle the pressure, avoid the stress
But there are too many things I'm trying to forget
People ask me if I think I'll have a future with rap
I just need to drive away these ghosts inside my head
It's a long process climb this mountain with the ladders
Becoming sadder and sadder
So I kill my old me for something better
'Cause there are too many things that don't matter
Tired of people that steal from my plate
When I was a kid I counted the sheeps to sleep
Now I count the stars to stay awake
Everyday there's something that goes wrong
Noone really get me
So I tell the sky what's going on
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lenoir
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