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"Some days I sit starin out the window
Watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes I think there's nothing to live for
I almost break down and cry
Sometimes i think i'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wasting my time?...
Somtimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over...
I act like shit don't phase me,
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive
... But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest
Cause there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside of my soul,
And just know that I grow colder the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breaking, should I just give up
Or try to live up to these expectations? now look,
I love my son more than life in itself,
But I got people who are determined to make my life living hell
But I handle it well, given the circumstances I'm dealt
So many chances, man, it's too bad, coulda had glad I have someone else-
But the years that I've wasted are nothing to the tears that I've tasted
... So sayonara, try tomorra, nice to know ya
My baby's travelled back to the arms of his rightful owner
And suddenly it seems that my shoulder blades have just shifted
It's like the greatest gift you can get
The weight has been lifted"
Watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes I think there's nothing to live for
I almost break down and cry
Sometimes i think i'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wasting my time?...
Somtimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over...
I act like shit don't phase me,
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive
... But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest
Cause there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside of my soul,
And just know that I grow colder the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breaking, should I just give up
Or try to live up to these expectations? now look,
I love my son more than life in itself,
But I got people who are determined to make my life living hell
But I handle it well, given the circumstances I'm dealt
So many chances, man, it's too bad, coulda had glad I have someone else-
But the years that I've wasted are nothing to the tears that I've tasted
... So sayonara, try tomorra, nice to know ya
My baby's travelled back to the arms of his rightful owner
And suddenly it seems that my shoulder blades have just shifted
It's like the greatest gift you can get
The weight has been lifted"