Lyrics The Great Depression - Brbrck, MCK, Amanda Kay Schill

The Great Depression

If not now then when
I’ll never be any younger than I am today
I’m never gonna put down the pen
But I know there’ll come a time when it really is too late
But, uh
The words taste sour in my mouth
And I barely got the power to spit ‘em out, man
15-year-old me’d be pissed right now
That haughty little fucker like, «We missed right out»
On everything that was owed him
Told himself he’d be golden
Show ‘em all he was chosen
Bold until he was frozen
And the precipice is terrifying
And I had my share of dare defying
Before I even begin
And if you don’t try you don’t win
But if you don’t try you don’t lose
And the dream doesn’t conclude
So I do just enough to prove I haven’t given up
And yo, I’m not a starving artist, rather live it up
And that means day jobs and paid sound gigs
Wrong side of 30, homey, it’s time to get grounded
Put the microphone down, kid
If it was gonna happen it would’ve happened by now, shit
Though I know I’m bound to settle down, right now the sound is
Sounding astounding, but at the same moment
Head is pounding, feel like I’m drowning, sorta sounding
Lame don’t it, won’t it inevitably come down to this:
Rebound or cease to exist
Hey there, what are you waiting for
Why would you close the door without even trying
Hey there, why would you waste your time
Looking for all the signs that you should go home now
If not now, then when
I’ll never be any younger than I am today
I’m never gonna put down the pen
But I know there’ll come a time when it really is too late
Wait
I never said that I wanted to hate
Wanted to be the one in the rain in the desperation
The game, the hustle, the muscle, the tussle, the struggle
The running and running and then when it’s done it’s just done, and
You’re lucky my mother is still alive
‘Cause if she wasn’t I’d come at you all at the same time
And kamikaze Comic-Con
And then I’d probably run up on the worst super villain that ever did come
Call it pride
The one deep inside
The one that rather die for a reason than live with a lie
The one that come at morning, the one that come at night
At 1 o’clock in the morning, it’s all the same time
The thing that breaks mirrors, the thing that makes men
If you don’t hear I’ll repeat it again
The thing that makes mirrors, the thing that breaks men
If you don’t hear you are shit out of luck
How the hell am I just supposed to sit up on the steeple
Ringing on the bell, the ne’er-do-well to raise the people
Got everybody wondering and people wanna know
What’s the secret ingredient to the square root of the flow
So I tell ‘em but I really keep the secret to myself
‘Cause I want to be the kingdom, all you people go to hell
A sailor on the water, I ain’t gotta make a choice
‘Cause as long I’m on the water, I ain’t gotta make a choice, do I?
But a voice and a horse is a horse, of course
It’ll never divorce from the victim’s remorse
So force your hand as much as you can
And every chance you get, ask again:
If not now, then when
I’ll never be any younger than I am today
I’m never gonna put down the pen
But I know there’ll come a time when it really is too late
Hey there, what are you waiting for
Why would you close the door without even trying
Hey there, why would you waste your shot
Give it all you got and get yourself flying