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With Luck, Forward*
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With Luck, Forward* wurde am 10. April 2026 von Stuzzox als Teil des Albums !Broken Youth* veröffentlicht
10. April 2026
LabelStuzzox
SpracheEnglish
BPM59
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Songtexte

I been feeling something, I been feeling something, but I’m feeling alright, but I’m feeling all good
It ain’t all bad, no it ain’t all that bad
So I’m sitting here, sitting on the fake grass
Talking to myself
Wondering if god is gon come down and—try to help
But what if not?
I’m tryna get closer to god
But I do even deserve that spot?
I feel like I do not
So I’m sitting here talking to myself like—
Ahh, it ain’t that bad
It could’ve been worse
Shit could’ve been hurtful
I started thinking one day
Maybe one day
I can go away
To another place
Where I can be free
Endlessly
Since my girl left me
I been sittin here
Wondering what to do
Wondering how to be
Wondering how to exist in this world I created for me
(I’m) chasing a dream
(I’m) chasing a dream
(I’m) chasing a dream
(I’m) chasing a dream
(I’m) chasing a dream
(I’m) chasing
(chasing everything inside)
Promise I’ll be something
Promise I’ll be something
Promise I’ll be something
Yo on some real shit tho I’m only 20 and
I sort of feel like, I sort of feel like
I can see the answers within the thin lines
I built an empire, in my mind, just to Jenga when I lift
A piece of my mind
My mind
Alright so it all fell apart right in front of me (yikes)
Speaking of words that ryhme with that part
Man how is therapy? (nice)
It’s going well
It’s going swell
Better than I could’ve ever imagined
But that bitch is getting expensive as shit
Put it on a pause like this (pause like this)
Alright, made it through the whole night
And I’m workin on my health
I hope you workin on yourself
Been spending time with the bros callin Collins, Joey, and Sebastien
It’s like ion even know what to say no more
This the epilogue, this the end of an era
For a chigga like me
Blasian boy tryna make it through everything
It’s a possibility
No lyrics here nothing clever this just me talking
Well maybe I’ll fly
What if I try?
Maybe I’ll fly
There’s a hole in me but hopefully I’ll fly
(what if I try?)
Maybe I’ll try
(what if I fly)
What if we fly)
What if I, what if I..?
Okay, let me break the fourth wall for a second, it’s junior year and now I know where I’m headed
It took me time you know, time is indifferent
And imma be straight I ain’t rapped in a minute
With my head down for awhile it was apparent
That Murphy struck with no mercy and
Will I ever find love again? again
I been singing to my hearts content,
Since you left, I rekindled with my old friends
Spent 3 damn years on this, you was there when I started this, you and I were just little then, and now you gone when I drop this shit, but I killed my first show, I look in the crowd you ain’t show, I ain’t know where I was going, know where I was headed, eyes all tinted, but if you want something know that you can go and get it, if this is the end of the night, if I died tonight, would you remember me? resemble me? I’ll move with luck forward, yeah
What if I fly?
What if I try?
Maybe I’ll fly
There’s a hole in me but hopefully I’ll fly
(what if I try?)
Maybe I’ll try
(what if I fly)
What if we fly?)
What if I, what if I..?
(with luck forward, with luck forward, with luck forward, with luck forward, forward)
And this is better, I’m feeling better, I’m feeling better
Im feeling better, forward, forward, I promise we gon be alright, with luck forward
People are gonna look back at this and be like, man I wonder what it was like to live in the…2020’s
The twenty tens?
You know how everyone’s like oh, look at high school in the 1990s
Oh
And then they’re gonna be like, look at this in…2021
That’s true
What if it doesn’t happen?
What if this is the last year?
What if we’re all gonna die, and this is our last day hanging out with each other?
You little shit
Forward, forward, forward, feeling better
You did it, you swung the bat
Written by: Daniel Bradford
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