Growing Pains
Stressed out and frustrated
I'm working but I hate it
My momma taught me stick it til you make it
I figured by now
I'd have a platinum album making her proud
In fact I struggle to even make a single playlist
My mental can't take this
The greats will tell you fake it til you make it
But goddamn, I can't shake this
My heart is weighed down
Just press down, just staunch the feelings out
In due time, I'll be bragging bout my patience
Hold up, hold up
I might not make it
There's pain in acquiescence
There's pain in acceptance
There's pain in growing up
See pain is my weapon
What I gained at this age made me shed my adolescence
Hold up, hold up
I might not make it
There's pain in acquiescence
There's pain in acceptance
There's pain in growing up
See pain is my weapon
What I gained at this age made me shed my adolescence
Lonely progressions, falsettos, and unsent messages
The depths I'm measuring feel like it's sink or swim
To drunk for war don't let the devil in, my own apocalypse
These alabaster walls are steady caving in
Thought for sure my will to win would have me Hal Jordan
As I got older felt like Atlas with the world on my shoulders
My back is sore, support won't hold me up
Half filling every cup
I said it's sink or swim, well fuck it imma jump
I'm working but I hate it
My momma taught me stick it til you make it
I figured by now
I'd have a platinum album making her proud
In fact I struggle to even make a single playlist
My mental can't take this
The greats will tell you fake it til you make it
But goddamn, I can't shake this
My heart is weighed down
Just press down, just staunch the feelings out
In due time, I'll be bragging bout my patience
Hold up, hold up
I might not make it
There's pain in acquiescence
There's pain in acceptance
There's pain in growing up
See pain is my weapon
What I gained at this age made me shed my adolescence
Hold up, hold up
I might not make it
There's pain in acquiescence
There's pain in acceptance
There's pain in growing up
See pain is my weapon
What I gained at this age made me shed my adolescence
Lonely progressions, falsettos, and unsent messages
The depths I'm measuring feel like it's sink or swim
To drunk for war don't let the devil in, my own apocalypse
These alabaster walls are steady caving in
Thought for sure my will to win would have me Hal Jordan
As I got older felt like Atlas with the world on my shoulders
My back is sore, support won't hold me up
Half filling every cup
I said it's sink or swim, well fuck it imma jump
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Ezell
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