Lyrics Cynicism in My Old Age - Brbrck, MCK

Cynicism in My Old Age

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok
We gotta see a way to a brighter day
Spent most of my life thinking everything would work out
Believing people were good, but leaving home seeded doubt
I’m a New York burn victim, I learned from it
Used the scar tissue issued as a padding to the plummet
I got a new dictum:
It’s «trust no one»
But that shit left me floating in the middle of the ocean
And no man is an island, so that shit didn’t work out
So it’s back to the drawing board, I hope you hear me calling, Lord
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok
We gotta see a way to a brighter day
Repressed ambition, I need permission to lead, so holler
‘Cause I want to move the people like my name was Malala
I’ll be honest, this album began with selfish intentions
Something to sell at my shows and garner Internet attention
But the journey of invention was an adventure and then some
My squad provided momentum, my art defy all convention
My insecurity tried to make me quit a hundred times
But to be a never-was never was a goal of mine
And wow!
I guess the power was in me the whole time
Disney ending, pretending everything was fine--
See?
I can barely help myself
Always rely on someone else, ‘cause like I said
I can barely help myself
It’s gonna be ok, but is it?
It would be really great if you could come pay a visit
Check in on the recluse, Let loose for a weekend
Pass out on the couch and ruin the whole evening
Scribble a song about it, leaving me to conclude
That my soul draws a blank when I’m in a good mood
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said
It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok
We gotta see a way to a brighter day