Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Weather, artist - NIGHTWALKER
Date of issue: 06.06.2011
Song language: English
Bad Weather |
Is this the life I chose, or is this my destiny |
'Til it gets ruined when I try to change the recipe |
I’m sick of saying rest in peace |
And I’m sick of hearing albums when I’m not impressed with beats |
But I got my own problems to deal with |
And I don’t know if I’ma make it, honestly on some real shit |
I’m so confused, you can hear it in my lyrics |
Man I don’t even trust the people I eat meals with |
I really feel like no one has ever been there for me |
It sucks to be alone, I wish there was a pair of me |
But apparently it’s me against everything else |
So it seems like I don’t care about anything except for myself |
And that’s a little tough for some to swallow |
I’m sorry if I hurt you, but I feel so fuckin' hollow |
What’s tomorrow gonna have in store for me |
I’m ready for it, and I’ma keep on growing like the Coral Reef |
Who’s got the answers to the questions we asked |
Can we find them in the future, the present, the past |
Keep your advice, I never asked for your help |
The fact is brother, I was asking myself |
Yeah, yo |
I’ve had my heart broken in to pieces, but that’s whatever |
You better believe I glued those fuckin' pieces back together |
It’ll never be the same, but it’ll have to do |
They say you can feel it in your stomach, and that shit’s true |
So it’s hard to say I love you |
And I apologize again to all the women I’ve been numb to |
But it’s hard to trust you, and you probably had it happen too |
So you can understand, I’m doing what I have to do |
And when I drink, I’ll call you again |
And if you can deal with that, I’ll call you my friend |
At this point, that’s all I can afford to offer |
Whether you know me as Adam, or you call me Walker |
I try to stay sincere, and I try to keep it real |
But all I’ve been through, how do you expect me to feel |
I feel like I’m in this world alone |
And that’s the reason I don’t answer when you call my phone |
Yeah, yo |
It’s been twenty something long hard years and I still search |
For answers, crack a can and write an ill verse |
I don’t feel worse, I guess I feel the same |
A lot of good people passed, at least I remain |
If I don’t feel the pain, how can I feel the pleasure |
How can I appreciate the sunshine without bad weather |
Whatever, I don’t know what I’m trying to say |
My life ain’t perfect, but I don’t feel like dying today |
I guess I could lay here alone in my bed depressed |
And when I make a mistake I could let it get me stressed |
But what good would that do |
I’d rather let it inspire me, like my tattoo |
And laugh through the hardest times |
'Cause it’s exactly those times in which we are defined |
I don’t know if I will rise to the top |
But I will not sink to the bottom with a life vest or not |