bukshot - letter to myself lyrics
[verse 1: bukshot]
i wrote a letter to myself just the other day
so much on my mind and didn’t have a lot to say
the sun had a day off and the skies were gray
and didn’t feel like everything was gonna be okay
the pressures from this world are finally starting to get to me
i’ve lost so d+mn much, forgot the taste of victory
the cold wind blows so hard i swear it’s bending me
i’m at the point i think that everyone’s my enemy
my body’s young but my soul feels like it’s crumbling
my mind is numb and i can feel my anger rumbling
i closed my eyes to thinking all my thoughts are tumbling
the path is narrow, i can’t stop mysеlf from stumbling
i cry for god for help but don’t know if he’s listening
causе lately he’s been calling me and i’ve been dissing him
the music’s playing in my head just like a prison hymn
my life is in a shroud of darkness and it’s dwindling
[chorus: bukshot]
i wrote a letter to myself just the other day
so much on my mind but didn’t have a lot to say
directions in my head are broke i think i lost my way
death is calling me but honestly i wanna stay
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter it’s the saddest one ever
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter but don’t feel i’m any better
[verse 2: bukshot]
i wrote a letter to myself just the other day
the game clock is ticking trying to find the will to play
my grip is slipping while my dreams steady fade away
somebody save me as i hit my knees and start to pray
my kids are growing up and yeah i know they love their dad (dad dad dad dad dad)
i see ’em getting older, honestly it makes me sad
cause life is changing on, i missed the days we used to have
all the time we used to spend together in the past
never could imagine life without my little boys
thinking ’bout the days when they would laugh and play with toys
days are getting darker watching happiness destroyed
trying to fight depression back and let me find some joy
before i know it, they’ll be grown and moved out the house
and have me sleeping on the couch with the down and outs
with my face in my hands all drowned in doubts
contemplating all these stupid thoughts and round+a+bouts
[chorus: bukshot]
i wrote a letter to myself just the other day
so much on my mind but didn’t have a lot to say
directions in my head are broke i think i lost my way
death is calling me but honestly i wanna stay
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter it’s the saddest one ever
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter but don’t feel i’m any better
[verse 3: bukshot]
i wrote a letter to myself just the other day
the record’s skipping in my head but i just let it play
nothing’s making sense at all, don’t know what to say
trying to keep it all together ‘fore i break away
i’m in a tunnel, look around i see no light there
wide awake but all around me it’s a nightmare
searching for a ray of light then i just might care
drown my misery with liquor and some night air
hard to swallow that i’m still alive to write this song
hit the bottle trying to figure out my right from wrong
hands are swinging but my head tells me the fight is gone
death is taking numbers, said the wait ain’t quite that long
here i am face+to+face with my inner+self
too much pride to break down and try to cry for help
guess i’m stuck with this hand of cards that i was dealt
i wrote this letter to myself to tell ya how i felt
[chorus: bukshot]
i wrote a letter to myself just the other day
so much on my mind but didn’t have a lot to say
directions in my head are broke i think i lost my way
death is calling me but honestly i wanna stay
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter it’s the saddest one ever
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter
i wrote a letter but don’t feel i’m any better
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