Chorus: I've got a point to be proving to myself, sitting too long getting mouldy on the shelf Cos I'm too far gone when it comes to mental health Rather be sick in the head with a little bit of wealth Tá mé tinn de bheith ag glacadh comhairle stráinséara Mar tá an cinneadh a dhéanann daoine domsa dáinséarach Ag éirí leadránach, go síoraí ag caint cac' Níl mé dul a bheith ag éisteacht as seo amach
Seasaigí, tú ar do ghlúine they're doing it to ya constantly An individual is surely what ya want to be, you're born to stand out Live your fantasy before they eat you up and spit you out and laugh at ye Fan socair, bí díograiseach is cloígh le do phlean mucker There'll be push backs but relax siocair, gur seo do thriailse Do shaol atá ann brother It's a philosophy
Ní ligim don domhan mór riamh dul i bhfeidhm ar an fhíorshaol atá ar an taobh istigh To be affecting me because cibé rud atá le tarlú is always how it's meant to be So goitse, cogar, cloígh leat féin is ná héist le haon fucker Ní thuigeann siad tusa mar a thuigeann tusa tusa, níor shiúil siad i do chosa So tóg seans, seans go n-éireoidh sé níos fusa
Chorus: I've got a point to be proving to myself, sitting too long getting mouldy on the shelf Cos I'm too far gone when it comes to mental health Rather be sick in the head with a little bit of wealth Tá mé tinn de bheith ag glacadh comhairle stráinséara Mar tá an cinneadh a dhéanann daoine domsa dáinséarach Ag éirí leadránach, go síoraí ag caint cac' Níl mé dul a bheith ag éisteacht as seo amach
I prayed to the devil, let me be rich instead, he said “You'll no longer be skint but you'll be sick in the head Ní bheidh tú riamh sna sráideanna ach agatsa, beidh fadhbanna You want this for náideanna sa bhreis when you're paid?” Yes!
“You're a mad cunt Mo Chara”
Sound! I'll be back for a fat loan tomorrow, that's me never getting dressed Depressed and always para, throwing tantrums in my mansion, am I embarrassed? Nah
Gach seans go bhfuil mé giota beag ar mire, níl aon dabht maidir liomsa is Mo Chara Ar strae insa cheann, when we're smoking then we're smoking til it's all done all gone No half measures til it's aw naw But we're making up our own laws, never getting worried bout our own flaws Fuck a real job, we make our own bob, KNEECAP 3CAG we're our own Gods
Chorus: I've got a point to be proving to myself, sitting too long getting mouldy on the shelf Cos I'm too far gone when it comes to mental health Rather be sick in the head with a little bit of wealth Tá mé tinn de bheith ag glacadh comhairle stráinséara Mar tá an cinneadh a dhéanann daoine domsa dáinséarach Ag éirí leadránach, go síoraí ag caint cac' Níl mé dul a bheith ag éisteacht as seo amachTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
