BSC (feat. OWUNNaH)

I'll give you something to die about (die about)
From chest to reach pull your dreams around
We start to slither and tangle now (now)
No question, I'm here 'til final rounds

It's the drama they want
Look

I think too much
Get caught up in all the things I want
Then wake up, not again, rock bottom
Then I start to wonder, "Is it me?"
The people gotta tell me what the people want from me

Is it art? Is it pain?
Is it youth? Make it rain
From the cradle to the grave
Blame the way that I was raised
Standing on business 'til it's a business (yeah)

I've been living in a world I fear I don't belong
So far from normal now all of it's too fucked up
Sick of cycles and the dream, the noose they carry on
You ask and I respond
How can I carry on?

(Wait)
How could I? (What)
How could I? (Wait)
How could I? (What)
How could I? (What, what)
How could I? (Wait, what?)
How could I? (Okay)

How could I switch?
How could I change?
How could I flip?
How could I flip?
How could I give up now?
How could I?
How could I?
How could I?
How could I change?

Standing on business until it's a business
I'm on my own way home
Standing on business until it's a business
I'm on my own way home
I am here 'til my final resting place
We are here 'til our final resting place

Open your eyes
Open your eyes
Open your eyes
Open your eyes

How could I carry on?
How could I carry on?
How could I carry on?
How could I not?

How could I?
How could I?
Oh my God (one more time)
(How could I?) They want the drama, look

I've been living in a world I fear I don't belong
I've been living in a world I fear I don't belong
I've been living in a world I fear I don't belong
I've been living in a world I don't belong

(Wait, carry on)
(Wait, carry on)
(Wait, huh)
(How could I carry on?)



Credits
Writer(s): William Lee
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