Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Growing Pains, artist - Grieves. Album song Together / Apart, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.06.2011
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Growing Pains |
I take a breath and breathe it out |
Life has been a bitch holding onto me, I’m always freaking out |
I don’t play well with others, I panic in a crowd |
And I’m quick to fall in love, that’s why I’m always on the ground |
So pick it up |
Pop the umbrella over my problems |
And understand I’ll never be a man until I solve 'em |
And sometimes I wish that I could go back home |
Yeah crawl into my childhood dreams and be alone |
And that would be everything-just another boy left with nothing |
An object of security slowly losing its stuffin' |
The Sumter Square slum king |
Looking for another motherfucking chance to re-break the broken in is something |
And that’s the part I’m never going to get |
Growing up is more than just a mind state and owning all your debts |
Blowing out the breath I don’t feel so tall |
So tell me how am I supposed to reach anything, anything at all |
Anything at all |
Tell me how, can I, grow to see the change in my life |
I wanted, to overcome the battle inside what is owed to anxiety’s hold |
Is there a better way to figure it out? |
I sweep it all under the rug |
Cover up the loss found inside of me and wash it down with blood |
I was born with an option and taught to swim a flood |
But the older I become I start to humor giving up |
So pick it up |
Listen to all of the words in my head |
And understand I’ll have a shaky hand until they’re said |
And I don’t know if I can get my mind state back |
But I would travel to the end just to feel that grasp |
And that would be everything, speak it through the can on the line |
And prophesied the future from the twinkle in my eye |
I could wrinkle up and die |
In that room where the dreams started talking to me constantly and dancing |
through the sky |
I’m alive, but growing up has proved to be a task |
And left a couple daydreams broken down and smashed |
Looking through the glass I don’t feel so tall |
So tell me how am I supposed to reach anything, anything at all |
Anything at all |
Tell me how, can I, grow to see the change in my life |
I wanted, to overcome the battle inside what is owed to anxiety’s hold |
Is there a better way to figure it out? |