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warpsa - struggle st lyrics

(intro)
i found that writing down my feelings
instead of carving lines into my hands
was the best thing that i could do
you’re stuck in a state of mind where
you don’t want people to see you like that?
i don’t really want to burden them
you feel like you’re the state of mind where
nothing can make you feel any better

i’m waking up on this daily grind
and i’m driven insane by my state of mind
always walking to work i want to change my life
but lately i’ve been letting dumb luck and fate decide
it’s like my whole life man is stuck on repeat
and this insomnia tries to make it harder to sleep
only eating frozen food and f-cking pasta for weeks
its like my thoughts are getting louder
but it’s harder to speak tarnished beliefs
they fall apart at my feet enough with the hardship
i ant to harvest the green a part of me screams
i need that f-cking spark to believe
i feel i’ve given up on rap but then
a part of me weeps i suffer defeat
my ego and the scars that it brings or maybe
i should just fly off with some marvelous wings
saw off like an eagle and perch high in the cliffs
life in your fist cause every moment in life is a gift kid

i live on struggle street, in that house to the left
has life given up on me man i’ve had it with stress
i need some company, i’m in a panicky mess
stop the suffering i need to start planning ahead
i live on struggle street in that house to the left
has life given up on me man i’ve had it with stress
i need some company, i’m in a panicky mess
stop the suffering i need to start planning ahead

i i’m sick and tired of walking inside the same rut
just take drugs and half my mates are fake c-nts
my pays f-cked spend on molly or some strange dust
straight f-cked keep saying sorry so we make up
my brain stuffed and my lifestyle is no better
live it week to week and survive with like no cheddar
i’m so fed up all i want is a hot meal
living off of nuggets when i wanna each scotch field
it’s all real it ain’t easy for most and half the week
for dinner im at home eating some toast still
walking to work with no reason to hope
that my life will get better when i’m speaking to notes
so goodbye life change with the money tree and a boat ha
would life to be better with a dream and some hope f-ck
i mean this world but only kirk can change it
maybe it’s about time i give my life that face lift

i live on struggle street, in that house to the left
has life given up on me man i’ve had it with stress
i need some company, i’m in a panicky mess
stop the suffering i need to start planning ahead
i live on struggle street in that hose to the left
has life given up on me man i’ve had it with stress
i need some company i’m in a panicky mess
stop the suffering i need to start planning ahead

this is for anyone who struggles with life
for anyone who needs a friend for the night
follow me i’ll stand right by your side and take you
to a place where we push our problems aside
and we can write the rhythm while i open your eyes
just take my hand i’ll give the option to fly (to fly)
so say your prayers before i alter your mind
ill meet you all in neverland at the top of the sky
i find it funny that i’m f-cking here
walking on the same path
and every bit of money i earn just fades fast
i want to live a better life with a great p-ss
that’ll never happen cause my whole life i’d break hearts
it’s made scars not as tight as we were
if i could go back in time to the night it occurred
i’d hit myself in the face for the strife that i stirred
no right to deserve the sh-t that i ignited it with words
f-ck, i’m sorry kaz and i mean this the most
if you weren’t there for me i’d be a fiend or a ghost
i didn’t do that to you and believe me i’m stoked
that you talk to me again and that i’m reading your posts
i had to get that off my chest it’s relief and you know
i look back at life and how i meaning to grow
i’m still feeling 18 and a piece of me knows
that life’s full of hurdles, so i speak to my notes huh

- warpsa lyrics

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