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Fear
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Skladba Fear vyšla 8. srpna 2026 TimGetTheMoney na albu This Is Me
8. srpna 2026
ŠtítekTimGetTheMoney
JazykEnglish
BPM130
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie

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Thinking bout a lot in it
Hoping I can dive into it
Hoping I can get my consciousness and my mind with it
Too many times I've been feeling like I'm dying
I been
Off the rails, man, I tried to kill myself last night
It's too many things, I'm really doing wrong I can do right
It's too many times I'm all alone with shit I cannot fight
I'm bout to say fuck it and really just dip in
Too many times I be dipping
Too many times I'm not living
Too many times I just look at myself, and I know that I really be livid
Never know if I am living
Too many things just be shifting
Depression just come through the door, you know it's gon kick in
The bucket, I be feeling so rowdy like fuck it
All my **** know that I be struggling
I be feeling so down in the public
Hope my **** know that I just love em
If I'm gone, you know I'm just above you
You know that I will always be here for you
Near for you, even if not with each other
It's too many things that I fear
I don't know where I am at
Always stuck in my head
I don't know when I'll be back
It's too many things that I feel
Life feels like heart attacks
Man I lost all my will
Hoping it'll come back
come back, come back
Hoping it'll come back
Hoping it'll come back
Hoping it'll come back
come back, come back
come back, come back
Said
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know who I am
The spiral starts to happen, and then it starts again
And then my mind is crashing, feel like a ton on it
Money not coming in, I feel like I'm done with it
Feeling I'm done with life and demons I tried to fight them
They way too big like titans
I'm tryna to keep myself together, like a screw I'm tightened
I'm tryna to keep my guard up, but I'm just tired of fighting
and my room is a riot
in my room I be crying
in my room I be dead and set on just fucking dying
I don't know if I'll be in the ground or just fucking flying
I don't know if I'll be in the heavens or fucking rotting
Sometimes I fucking plot it
Thinking bout all the times that I just be thinking I'm good
too many times I don't know if I think that I should be
I don't really like living; I don't really think that I should be
said
It's too many things that I fear
I don't know where I am at
Always stuck in my head
I don't know when I'll be back
It's too many things that I feel
Life feels like heart attacks
Man I lost all my will
Hoping it'll come back
come back, come back
Hoping it'll come back
Hoping it'll come back
Hoping it'll come back
come back, come back
come back, come back
Written by: Timothy Shawn Zeigler
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