Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wits' End, artist - Wrekonize. Album song Pressure Point, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.11.2020
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Wits' End |
| Last year I was anxious, this year I’m like double that |
| Pills no more thanks but they gave me a double pack |
| I’m here all cranked up spine weighed down under wraps |
| I’m laid down on the cluttered tracks |
| No safe ground on this fucking map no |
| I’m trying to live just like you do |
| I know these tendencies are not usual |
| But every time I get in my head |
| I find I’m running in the red |
| I wanna be that little kid again bruh |
| I see him walking on the range |
| He’s 11 with these dreams of stalking fame with his game |
| At 37 I can’t even board a plane the same |
| I wonder if my mind is truly gone for good |
| You can find me locked up in bed |
| Bill collectors say I’m in debt |
| Guess I probably coulda been dead |
| Now I’m looking at my wit’s end |
| Had some money shoulda invest |
| Spent it all on stupid shit yes |
| Guess I probably coulda been dead |
| Now I’m looking at my wit’s end |
| Last year I was anxious, this year I’m like triple that |
| Pills no more thanks but they gave me a triple pack |
| I’m here all cranked up spine weighed down cripple back |
| Now I can’t stand with the fact I’m |
| Manic panic in a second flat |
| I’m trying to live just like you do |
| I know these tendencies are not usual |
| But every time I get in my head |
| I find I’m running in the red |
| I wanna be that little kid again bruh |
| I see him walking into frame |
| He’s 17 with dreams of battling to gain his grain |
| At 37 I can’t even take a bit of strain |
| I’m hoping that my mind ain’t truly gone for good |
| You can find me locked up in bed |
| Bill collectors say I’m in debt |
| Guess I probably coulda been dead |
| Now I’m looking at my wit’s end |
| Had some money shoulda invest |
| Spent it all on stupid shit yes |
| Guess I probably coulda been dead |
| Now I’m looking at my wit’s end |
| Last year I was anxious, this year I’m a time bomb |
| Them pills never got the hang but I take 'em when I need to find calm |
| I walk in with the same strut even though I think my mind’s gone |
| I sit here making strange cuts waiting for you to get my songs and |
| I’m trying to live just like you do |
| I know these tendencies are not usual |
| But every time I get in my head |
| I find I’m running in the red |
| I wanna be that little kid again bruh |
| I see him walking on the stage |
| He’s 25 and fighting to estrange from the lame |
| At 37 I’m so jaded I can’t even aim |
| I’m feeling that my mind is truly gone for good |
| You can find me locked up in bed |
| Bill collectors say I’m in debt |
| Guess I probably coulda been dead |
| Now I’m looking at my wit’s end |
| Had some money shoulda invest |
| Spent it all on stupid shit yes |
| Guess I probably coulda been dead |
| Now I’m looking at my wit’s end (yeah) |