Hook: … I feel like I've been living confined… I watch • time slipping away… my dreams • keep passing me by… the skies fall calling my name… and all I ever do is deny… cuz I'm • not dying in vain… the rain • clouds tell me to cry… but it's life…
V: as I reflect on my •past • pass me the bottle, let's toast/ … here's to me and this mic, and this life's sorrows and woes/ • the 9th hour's a ghost… passed out with the glass and the last ounce of the 'gnac in a glass house full of stones/ … let em judge me, I ain't touchy on the subject of foes/ … there ain't many who love me, fuck it, it's just how it goes/ … I just stick to my own • I'm sick of holding oxygen in lungs • waiting to cop the piece of pie that I'm owed/… thank god for my soul, it kept me alive through the lows/ and it wet the flower that grows and it leapt those obstacles where I would've froze/ and it felt impossible… every option I could've chose/ but I cracked the concrete… and I sprouted a rose/ and I'm fucking proud of it, so… to those who doubted it, I'm out of the smoke/ and the fog has lifted, I'm no longer slipping down on this slope/ … I done walked a thousand miles of this, I'm bound to this road/ but I think I found myself a talisman, the power of hope/ • so let's go…
Hook: … I feel like I've been living confined… I watch • time slipping away… myg dreams • keep passing me by… the skies fall calling my name… and all I ever do is deny… cuz I'm • not dying in vain… the rain • clouds tell me to cry… but it's life…
V: as I reflect on my past • pass me the bottle, let's cheers/ … here's to me and this piece of paper that savours every dot through these lyrics/ … here's to working through the problems, here's to conquering fears/ … here's to every solitary thought that brought me to tears/ • my heart and my spirit… guide me through the mocking and sneers/ I give a fuck about my opposition, I could just hear/ em running they mouth like I ain't lost shit, I ain't got shit to shear/ … got the drive, the only problem's what it costs me to steer/ … growing up I had walk from my peers… kept my chin up through the darkness, knowing hardship doesn't stop for your fears/ … all the gossip and the plotting got me watching my mirrors/ but I don't trust no fucking body that's why I see it clear/ … Now I'm focused on my future, something you could revere/ plus I don't do shit like I used to, every move is sincere/ … fans say what I say is crucial, and my music endears/ the feeling's mutual… and here's to the years/ cuz life is beautiful, look… …it's like…
Hook: … I feel like I've been living confined… I watch • time slipping away… my dreams • keep passing me by… the skies fall calling my name… and all I ever do is deny… cuz I'm • not dying in vain… the rain • clouds tell me to cry… but it's life…
V: as I reflect on my •past, pass me the bottle, my conclusion is this/ … every dream I have is lucid, every truth is legit/ • and pardon me for trying to do what I can do til my skin's • rotting inside a coffin next to Christ's • cross in a crypt/ … pardon me • for always talking that shit… pardon me • for always writing bout my darkness and the hardship I'm in/ … pardon me for being honest bout the thoughts that I get • when nothing's positive, it's all I can spit/ • man, what you thought? I'm being funny? Every bar fit the description of pain/ … thought I fixed it, I guess bliss just doesn't click in my brain/ … fuck it man, I'll only quit when I'm slain/ … only when obituaries hold my picture sitting next to my name/ • will I submit to loss • until then, I'm sticking with gain/ … I'm just sick of playing possum with addiction and vain/ … so when I pick up the mic I feel invincible, plain and simple, I let my spirit live through each page/ • and spit the misery away… Hook: … I feel like I've been living confined… I watch • time slipping away… my dreams • keep passing me by… the skies fall calling my name… and all I ever do is deny… cuz I'm • not dying in vain… the rain • clouds tell me to cry… but it's life…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
