Lyrics Baby Boy - Rare Americans

Baby Boy

It’s a whole new ball game
It’s a brand new fucking day
I’m getting back on the grind, it’s gonna take some time
Refocus myself, I gotta train my mind
Visions are stalking me, dreams that flock to me
28, not close to where I gotta be
Brand new tunes, killed the summertime blues
No retail therapy, or pills or booze
I’m not on that vibe anymore, but it took some time
Hated waking up feeling cloudy and hitting rewind
Not knowin' what I’d find, no mulligans in this life
I was living for the party and I was blind
Shrivelled, I was shrunk
I was mentally drunk
I was cold, I was down
I was beating myself
I feel hungry now
Lik a baby boy
I’m awake, I’m awake
I’m awake, I’m awak
And it’s a whole new ball game
(it's a whole new ballgame)
It’s a brand new day
(it's a brand new fucking day)
It’s not the news, I was looking for
But for a change, I wasn’t hanging
I was honest with myself for once
Insteada my usual haranguing
You’ll be banging on my door no more
I’m bored of being bored
How many more can I afford?
Dormant dreams, shelved & stored
I feel hungry now
Like a baby boy
I’m awake, I’m awake
I’m awake, I’m awake
And it’s a whole new ball game
(it's a whole new ballgame)
It’s a brand new day
(it's a brand new fucking day)
Shrivelled, I was shrunk
I was mentally drunk
I was cold, I was down
I was beating myself
I feel hungry now
Like a baby boy
I’m awake, I’m awake
I’m awake, I’m awake
It’s a brand new day
It’s a brand new day
It’s a brand new day
It’s a brand new day