Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andy Ashley
Andy Ashley
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Milburn
Andrew Milburn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Ashley
Andy Ashley
Producer

Lyrics

I wonder if they wonder
What is locked
Behind these emerald eyes
If they only knew
What I knew
They would empathize
They can feel it
In my spirit
Know their world
And everything
I wonder if they know
I feel like making them my everything?
It's slowly killing me
All this vulnerability
And now I face the same decision
That's called serendipity
And if you know me
Like I know me
You that's just irony
And then the cruelty of universe
Is never lost on me
I said I wonder where my fire went?
I wonder where desire went?
I used to want the world
But now I'm barely inside of it
Maybe it's my ego
And my sense of entitlement
It feels like my dreams
Got locked behind a wire fence
In a wider sense
I'm tired and
Dreams stole my environment
I just want to sleep
Inside a quiet head
As I play with futures
And think thoughts of retirement
I said I'm out in space
Well find the one star
That I'm brighter than
Its all dark
Understood?
Underpaid
And overbooked
Nothing special
Never good
Got no talent
Verse or hook
I can see I'm trash
Can't believe
This is all I have
My shitty little gang
All connected by shitty dads
They tried warn me first
Putting my the eggs in a bask-et
It's only getting worse
Cause I'm seeing they didn't hatch-shit
21 years
Ain't one of them shits savage
Just hit 27
And it's all remarkably sad shit
Tired of playing victim
And acting like I have shit
Fuck thanking god
That was all Joey and Nat, bitch
I keep it so close
Ion even know how to cope
Am I giving up?
Or am I reinvesting hope?
I'm so tired of my life
Being out of my control
This all started off so fun
And now I've quickly gotten old
Chasing all the highs
Of elusive music notes
Every little second passing
Cost me pieces of my soul
Now I'm souled out
Not selling out
Wish I was selling out
Little good a wish will do
If you want to
Turn your head around
Trapped up on this stage
And I hate the faces in the crowd
If I miss a note
I swear to god that I'm bailing out
I'm over sharing
Over caring
In denial
It's apparent
That I want to be a parent
Instead I'm staring
Into carats
Double a chain
Chained me to chaining game
Trying to make a chaining day
Got me on my Training Day
Hip-Hop's a dirty Cop
Who put me on
And made me stay
Made me feel connected
Fucked me
33 different ways
I'm posted at the station
Thinking
Where the spot it all went wrong
Maybe 2017
When I made my first songs
Scratch it
13' was the worst for me
When me and Tre were making beats
No FL?
I wonder if the devil stay away from me
Or 04'
That's for sure
Acting like I don't know
Staying up until four
'Roses' encore
Watching Andre 3 stacks
Relapse on the too
Deadly drug, attention
Death sentence
I'm repenting one false love below
I got the seeds of doubt
And I brought
My plants to space
BRIC-LED
I'm steadily failing it
I'm falling and bawling
The water drowning
I'm downing it all
The lonely and only
Control is phony
The roots of it all
The plant's my companion
And I can't stand
That I'm losing it all
Fuck
Written by: Andrew Milburn
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