| Only started rapping cus somebody said I couldn’t
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| Kept on making music cus nobody said I shouldn’t
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| Never thought I’d make but nobody said I wouldn’t
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| When you’ve done it long enough you get out what you put in
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| I was never special but I had passion and put the work in
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| All I made was garbage I didn’t need to be perfect
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| It is kinda freeing to know that you don’t deserve it
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| Did this for myself so I didn’t need to be nervous
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| Did this for myself so I didn’t need to be hurting
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| Focused on the music and everything I was learning
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| I was having fun with it, never needed a purpose
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| Earnest, I was just happy they could’ve heard it
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| Burn it, I feel that feeling has been deserted
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| I’m sick of making music, sick of feeling like I’m worthless
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| Sick of staying up all night and stressing bout my words and now I’m sick of
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| All the pressure that’s rising up to the surface
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| I’ve been drowning in the silence of a bad dream
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| They all love it but don’t know a thing about me
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| Body running on a mix of stress and caffeine
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| Nothings changing, they are moving on without me
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| I paved my way to the top
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| So what
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| I don’t even know what it’s all for
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| I made mistakes that I’ve not forgot
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| My virtues paid
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| It’s my last reward
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| I don’t even listen to other music, that people make
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| I can’t help comparing and driving my fucking self insane
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| All my peers around me keep on pushing hard to innovate
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| I’m just so exhausted but I’m trying not to feel ashamed
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| Feel ashamed
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| Fuck
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| I should be happy but I cannot help but feel this way
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| Every night it feels the same
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| Every night I’m struggling to live up to the bar they raised
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| Every word I write I hate
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| I don’t even feel like I belong on stage
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| Shut down the voice in my head
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| I should just do this for me
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| I do not know what I want
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| I do not know what I need
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| People keep giving my love
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| And they want me to succeed
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| I have no drive anymore
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| I do not have any dreams
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| I paved my way to the top
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| So what
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| I don’t even know what it’s all for
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| I made mistakes that I’ve not forgot
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| My virtues paid
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| It’s my last reward
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| Where did the fun go
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| Where did the joy after making a song go
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| How did it get so aggressive and cutthroat
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| Heart is not in it
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| I’m stopping the blood flow
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| Stopping the clock
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| Stopping the journey I feel like I’m lost
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| Stopping to think of the things I’ve forgot
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| I cannot be who I am with this weight on my back
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| I will never be someone I’m not
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| I’ve been drowning in the silence of a bad dream
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| They all love it but don’t know a thing about me
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| Body running on a mix of stress and caffeine
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| Nothings changing, they are moving on without me
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| I paved my way to the top
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| So what
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| I don’t even know what it’s all for
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| I’ve made mistakes that I’ve not forgot
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| My virtues paid
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| It’s my last reward
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| Woaah
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| It’s my last reward
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| Woaah
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| It’s my last reward |