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grøund xrø - chances lyrics

[intro]
more often than not
we try and raise our children to be better than us
we focus too heavily on making sure
they aren’t raised the way we were
so that they don’t make the same mistake we did
often times
we’re too busy telling our children what they are not
and what they should not be
rather than who they are and what they want to be
we try to hard to mold our children into what we want them to be…but we have to remember…they aren’t puppets or slaves
but children. the future. their future
let’s stop holding them down
and give them a chance

[verse]
my chance of success in music is like betting in vegas
they asking why i would choose it when i might never make it
often in twilight this question i keep on contemplating
got to remember the reason i started writing phrases
days troubled by insecurities more often than not
i try to keep my composure within the frying the pot
i feel my consciousness slipping my body’s left to rot
i’m falling low into darkness and i can’t see the top

skipping town every two years what a way to live
i’m growing up rather lonely my parents’ only kid
i still remember the honeysuckle beyond the fence
but now it’s time to move on and that’s just the way it is
i reminisce on first time that i had fell in love
i thought she was golden turned out i was never in luck
i never knew her intentions, but she was fond of l-st
no wonder she had like twenty guys who just weren’t enough

fast forward, fifteen new phase
lotta dreams
took ten for the team
household had to leave
now i’m down on my knees
ain’t talking birds and bees
ain’t calling deities
i just couldn’t really breathe

turns out that when your heart’s broken
your body kind of collapses
my pain ain’t ever been spoken
my feelings greeted with lashes
now my depression is showing
like every day i’ve been snapping
i lived my life rather lonesome
when i just needed some backing
woah
kinda confused cause i thought i something special though
in the am its f him like they was on the radio
i’m sorry for messing up all things that i just didn’t know
i guess i’m a problem excuse me i think it’s time for me to go

i remember the way he used to look up at the stars
he looked just like them
what happened?

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