Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blessings, artist - Ollie. Album song Maybe This Was Supposed To Happen, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 16.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ollie
Song language: English
Blessings |
Just listened to the songs with everybody |
Group was all here, and uhh… I don’t know, man |
Really don’t know this direction |
Why don’t you give me a call back and we can all talk about it? |
I hate to say it but it kills me |
Gives me more reason to lose sleep |
Every mess I’ve made |
And if I tell you that I’m hurting |
Would you hold me 'til it all ends? |
Help me count my blessings, baby |
Yeah, missed calls and my family funerals |
While suits and jackets judge my new songs, say they ain’t suitable, ha |
As if they know the type of music that pops |
'Cause most these label artists need marketing dollars or flop |
That’s the difference between us, I did this all on my own |
Don’t need a room full of writers, I put my pain in these songs |
While they flashing their checks, rapping about money, sex, I’m in awe |
No wonder kids are depressed, this game affecting us all |
It’s funny everyone’s upset when you speaking the truth |
But I won’t stop spilling my guts inside of this booth |
'Cause to us this is more than just some lyrics |
This reality, the struggles every single day we live with, like |
I hate to say it but it kills me |
Gives me more reason to lose sleep |
Every mess I’ve made |
And if I tell you that I’m hurting |
Would you hold me 'til it all ends? |
(Yeah) |
Help me count my blessings, baby |
Lately, I’ve been drowning in stress |
I spend all of my time inside just playing beats on my desk |
Hate saying these next words, but I’ve been feeling depressed |
Have trouble dealing with some issues bottled up in my chest |
I guess pouring myself in music’s the only way I cope |
So much more than these clever songs y’all think are dope |
I really lived every fucking line that I ever wrote |
And chose to share the story so I could inspire hope |
Now it bothers me hearing all of this mainstream |
Cookiecutter, it’s been the same since my late teens |
'Cause to us this is more than just some lyrics |
This reality, the struggles every single day we live with, fuck! |
I hate to say it but it kills me |
Gives me more reason to lose sleep |
Every mess I’ve made |
And if I tell you that I’m hurting |
Would you hold me 'til it all ends? |
Help me count my blessings, baby |