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Producer: youtube.com/user/DjGroonee

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Playlist:    • Household Studio  

Lyrics:
Yea I know that's kind of a controversial statement cause I got a birdie on my arm but lately I've been in the pavement sealed up retired to my basement havent seen my friends in ages I know it's my fault, just dont wanna be here when it all caves in,

Yea I made a song about getting to your happiness but with the sadness that i feel i question if it's just shallowness I closed myself off to the world trying hard to just battle this shut the door on my friends, like they did to jesus of Nazareth,

Writing down my feelings hoping that I will feel better cause I dont wanna be one of those people who write unsent letters but I've locked myself inside these walls i was desperate for a shelter but I'm tired of the cold house, hate the sweaters I just want out,

I know the people close to me are going through their shit, I wish I had the keys required to help pull them through this shit, I used to be the one they turn to but since I've been in the pit I havent been there to commit and I'm scared that ima quit.

All the thoughts in my head are loud, bouncing back and forth I used to trust the thots who snaked their way without showing remorse and i paid for that like whores who sucked until their voice is hoarse yea they forced their way into my soul and ripped it off its course,

Yea I made a song called fuck you too it was a banger but my self judgment will tell me that it was trash and I should hang it and I wish that I was not like this it's making me remiss, I just wish that I could soar through the sky and forget about this,

I guess that my solutions are probably underwhelming any progress has consisted of letting the ganja tell me, that nothings wrong and I should go with the flow and let it propell me its unhealthy to think that weed alone will keep your brain healthy yea,

All these years of trying wheres it led me, let's rewind the tape you ready, to a time when I was unsteady about 10 years old and petty when I thought the world was ending, when it didnt I was angry 2012 just came and went, all these letters left unsent.

Fast forward to 11 depression sets its impression never got a second not tryna repress its possession I used to question every session I spent cutting in sevens but my suppression made me think I didnt need intervention,

If we keep going i can tell you when i was twelve i paid a visit to aggression and broke the shit off of the shelves, anxiety constant shaking so I fell straight down to hell a bitterness that's washing over me and struggled not to dwell, but I'm in trouble hell,

Thirteen, liquor joined the party after I lost my v, same with weed guess my life hit rock bottom but I dug more feet, kicking these habits I didnt want to, filled with glee every time that my sober mind had an opportunity to cheat,

Highschool, that's when my life turned for the worse, hurt myself mentally, physically a girl made it worse, trapped me in the dark abusing me she was a fucken curse, in a hearse with my coffin and a shovel ready to hit the dirt,

And then outta nowhere came 16, I started to see things, a different way, I gained a new perspective but still sank into the bay, still drank feelings away, hit the floor like its the hay, I almost died so far from okay,

Now I'm 17 and my whole world is in a better place, I grew up, quit the booze and smartened up so now I'll plea my case cause even though you'll go through all these years scared of your fate as you grow you'll find there's more to life then dwelling on these dates, man I feel