Wrong Choices

Sick of making all these wrong choices
In my head I be feeling like I'm stuck
Running outta luck
Running outta steps
In my life I gotta run
I been feeling like I'm fucked, yeah
I been feeling pretty struck down now
Like I never know where I'm finna go
Damn I need a smoke yeah
Damn I need a pound I been running through these O's
Too quick life a joke
But I know what I know
I been gone steady tripping everyday
I don't even know
What the fuck to do
In a life when I'm on my toes
I ain't too responsible I don't really try a lot
I don't like to sip, but I'm always gettin high a lot
Like it then I buy it now
Smoke a blunt and I'll be pilot bound
Grew up in a quiet town
Who knew I could mic a sound
Me that's all me
I been workin for myself and all the people round me
Sick of making all these wrong choices
In my head I be feeling like I'm stuck
Running outta luck
Running outta steps
In my life I gotta run
I been feeling like I'm fucked, yeah
I been feeling pretty struck down now
Like I never know where I'm finna go
Damn I need a smoke yeah
Damn I need a pound I been running through these O's
Too quick life a joke
But I know what I know

I'm sick of making all these wrong choices
Can't remember the last time
That I enjoyed being sober
And these unfortunate events
Made it hard for me to vent
I often get dismissive as often as I regret
All of my decisions
Are causing my distress
It's killing me, willing me knowing
I can make it better
But I don't, so far from home
So far from home
Easy to go, easy to go
No matter what the choice is
I been feeling voiceless
Even though I got so much to say
I feel it's poison
I feel like it's poison
And I try to avoid it
But I don't speak up
When I need to
Barely had my own back
But I don't tell nobody that
I leave it be
I don't tell nobody that
I'm a stranger



Credits
Writer(s): Connor Stankevich
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