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Chillinit
Chillinit
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blake Turnell
Blake Turnell
Composer
Abel Petit
Abel Petit
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nerve
Nerve
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Lyrics

Can I give you all that you need? We're spendin' the nights runnin' free (This one hurts me) I'm holdin' my words so we can be here (I always keep it in, always) Stridin' through life (Not today), I can see Headphones on for the train ride Silence, it tears through my bones There's a whole train car full of people We all just stared at our phones Five thousand friends on my socials But for some reason, I still feel alone I've lived here my whole damn life But at the same time, well, I've never been home If I could I would stop my head from these thoughts That bounce off the wall 'til I'm droppin' dead But I ignored what the doctor said And got better on my own, I don't need you to cop me meds No mind, so my brain feels lost I thank God that my soul's been found Now I'm givin' you the real damn me Now I'm never gonna stop this sound 'Cause these days, rather help you up Than to sit there and let you down 'Cause I'd much rather help you swim Than sit there and sink while I Iet you drown Said I'm back on my real shit Back now and I'm back with the fire I'm back with the back to backs I won't stop 'til my mum's out of work and my fam can retire It's real man shit, come and they go Yeah, I know there's a chance it'll hurt My brother, what makes you a man Is the way that a man puts his family first It's easy to take what's yours It'd be much harder to give Everybody works hard for themselves A real man works hard for his (Argh) Can I give you all that you need? We're spendin' the nights runnin' free I'm holdin' my words so we can be here (This some real shit) Stridin' through life, I can see My best friends turned strangers I learnt that my love was a lie I just don't think I could face it Thank God that my brother's alive One of them still never made it It's a pain that I suffer at times And I know that he's up there with Teta And that Teta's sippin' that scotch in the sky I swear that the whole world's crazy No respect, and the whole world's lazy The one girl that I love still hates me And I wish that we kept my baby I'm not proud of the man I've become Lost good friends to the grams of the drugs I'm tryin' to swim on the moonlight, argh I wanna dance on the sun I wanna hold hands with my son but I can't Wanna put hands on the gun And cock back and drop the clip to my brain And lay there in pain with a handful of blood All of my homies act like they don't know me, they're actually close In the end, all my friends disappeared through the years Like they Casper the Ghost I get stuck in a train of thought, where I can't feel pain at all Praise the Lord that I still be alive But at times, I would die, and I'd give back my life Just to make sure my baby's born Stuck in a train of thought, where I can't feel pain at all Praise the Lord that I still be alive But at times, I would die, and I'd give back my life Just to make sure my baby's born Can I give you all that you need? We're spendin' the nights runnin' free
Writer(s): Blake James Turnell, Abel Petit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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