The Blues
Lord, have mercy
Lord, have mercy on my soul
Oh, I've been searchin'
And I can't find my soul
I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes, ah
I think it's time to move
'Cause we don't know what to do
Should I make a new life for me, make a new life for you? Ah, yeah
See, I don't care if you're black, if you're white
If your granny rides a bike
If your heads are full of soundbites and negatively found stripes
I'm on my way, so just my eyes are sheddin' you in darker lights
Yeah, I'm shinin', yeah, I'm shinin' through a hard life
And don't expect no clichés like "I've been through pain and strife"
My brain's a sharp knife, but now I choose to live my life right
'Cause out there, like minds are seein' real sights
I'm with them all, I feel their hunger, I feel their free-for-all
I feel the feels like no one cares if I fall
I hit the same walls, I hit the rich kids in the Uni halls
Their new shoes, mind the things I do, I smoke the blues
I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes
I think it's time to move
'Cause we don't know what to do
Should I make a new life for me, make a new life for you?
See, I'm not in the mood for corner shop psychology
You just keep on chippin' away and see psychotic me
I'll confess my sins when you get a lobotomy
Stop it please, I got bigger mouths to feed
I got bigger dreams that didn't deserve enough
With patrollers, you push up
Save the drama's like the Hoff
Man, they've said I'd never be a lot
You said, she said, he said, yeah, they said a lot
I'll be your saltines, I love the way they look at me
I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes
I think it's time to move
'Cause we don't know what to do
Should I make a new life for me, make a new life for you?
I'll make it golden (golden), golden
For me and you, ah
For me and you
Oh, oh-oh, yeah
For me and you
For me and you, oh
Oh, I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes
(Oh, I've been walkin')
I think it's time to move (I think it's time to move)
'Cause we don't know what to do (oh, we don't know what to do)
Should I make a new life for me (should I make), make a new life for you?
Or should I keep singin' the blues? (Or should I keep singin' the blues?)
Or should I keep singin' the blues? (Or should I keep singin' the blues?)
Or should I keep singin' the blues? (Or should I keep singin' the blues?)
Yeah, ah, ah, ah, yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (oh, yeah)
Yeah, ah, ah (oh-oh, yeah), ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah, oh, yeah
Oh (oh, yeah), oh, yeah, oh, oh-oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa (oh, yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, no, yeah
Lord, have mercy on my soul
Oh, I've been searchin'
And I can't find my soul
I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes, ah
I think it's time to move
'Cause we don't know what to do
Should I make a new life for me, make a new life for you? Ah, yeah
See, I don't care if you're black, if you're white
If your granny rides a bike
If your heads are full of soundbites and negatively found stripes
I'm on my way, so just my eyes are sheddin' you in darker lights
Yeah, I'm shinin', yeah, I'm shinin' through a hard life
And don't expect no clichés like "I've been through pain and strife"
My brain's a sharp knife, but now I choose to live my life right
'Cause out there, like minds are seein' real sights
I'm with them all, I feel their hunger, I feel their free-for-all
I feel the feels like no one cares if I fall
I hit the same walls, I hit the rich kids in the Uni halls
Their new shoes, mind the things I do, I smoke the blues
I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes
I think it's time to move
'Cause we don't know what to do
Should I make a new life for me, make a new life for you?
See, I'm not in the mood for corner shop psychology
You just keep on chippin' away and see psychotic me
I'll confess my sins when you get a lobotomy
Stop it please, I got bigger mouths to feed
I got bigger dreams that didn't deserve enough
With patrollers, you push up
Save the drama's like the Hoff
Man, they've said I'd never be a lot
You said, she said, he said, yeah, they said a lot
I'll be your saltines, I love the way they look at me
I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes
I think it's time to move
'Cause we don't know what to do
Should I make a new life for me, make a new life for you?
I'll make it golden (golden), golden
For me and you, ah
For me and you
Oh, oh-oh, yeah
For me and you
For me and you, oh
Oh, I used to sing the blues
No, I don't get shit confused
I've been walkin', and walkin', and walkin' in these shoes
(Oh, I've been walkin')
I think it's time to move (I think it's time to move)
'Cause we don't know what to do (oh, we don't know what to do)
Should I make a new life for me (should I make), make a new life for you?
Or should I keep singin' the blues? (Or should I keep singin' the blues?)
Or should I keep singin' the blues? (Or should I keep singin' the blues?)
Or should I keep singin' the blues? (Or should I keep singin' the blues?)
Yeah, ah, ah, ah, yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (oh, yeah)
Yeah, ah, ah (oh-oh, yeah), ah, ah
Yeah, ah, ah, oh, yeah
Oh (oh, yeah), oh, yeah, oh, oh-oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa (oh, yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, no, yeah
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