Puddles

If I ain’t there for my people, then what the fuck am I worth?

Sometimes I feel like my friendship is just a part of your curse

Sometimes I feel like my struggle is more your burden than mine

And while it might’ve been subtle, it’s with us all of the time

If I should feel it in my legs, how can I walk to your side?

If I should feel it as a weight, then how can I raise you up?

If I should feel it in my temple, where’s the faith in my mind?

And if I’m not supposed to settle, where the f*ck is my luck?

It might feel like you wanna say bye

It might feel like you wanna go home

It might feel like it isn’t worth time

It might feel like it’s all a big joke

It might feel like you wanna say bye

It might feel like you wanna go home

It might feel like it isn’t worth time

But I’ve seen you with meaning, I know

If I ain’t there for my people, then what the fuck am i worth?

It’s ironic how I write lyrics then struggle with words

My explanation lasts an hour just so I can be sure

I’m terrified I’ll be devoured if I’m misunderstood

I would call myself a coward but the issue is I’m sour milk

I was a wuss and then a sour puss and then was standing still

Watch a talent turn to shame And then to pain and then to guilt

And then it’s fame to measure weight Without the weight without the will

F*ck what I was thinking, of course I won’t be the best

I was focusing on breathing, I would settle for less

I’ve got a pen to keep me chilling until I get to the end

I would wave or give a call, but I was up in my bed

It might feel like you wanna say bye

It might feel like you wanna go home

It might feel like it isn’t worth time

It might feel like it’s all a big joke

It might feel like you wanna say bye

It might feel like you wanna go home

It might feel like it isn’t worth time

But I’ve seen you with meaning, I know