Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make My Way, artist - Ren. Album song Freckled Angels, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 14.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Make My Way |
| Make my way |
| I’ll make my way, believe me |
| Life can be such trouble honey, nothing comes easy |
| They say that sleep is the cousin of death |
| And so I keep pushing forward till my last breath |
| Make my way |
| I’ll make my way, believe me |
| Life can be such trouble honey, nothing comes easy |
| They say that sleep is the cousin of death |
| And so I keep pushing forward to my last breath |
| I haven’t slept in almost three whole nights |
| The sun, it hurts my eyes |
| And I prefer the night when, the world it doesn’t move |
| My brain don’t feel right, feels computerized |
| Don’t switch, consume my mind |
| Chemicals don’t seem to suit |
| So I lie away, just making decent breaks |
| It’s like the music takes me to a place where there’s no pain |
| So I make my way, yeah I make my way |
| Make my way |
| I’ll make my way, believe me |
| Life can be such trouble honey, nothing comes easy |
| They say that sleep is the cousin of death |
| And so I keep pushing forward till my last breath |
| Make my way |
| I’ll make my way, believe me |
| Life can be such trouble honey, nothing comes easy |
| They say that sleep is the cousin of death |
| And so I keep pushing forward till my last breath |
| My world is shaped like bedroom floors and skirting boards |
| My brain is all but crystal clear |
| It’s 4:30 a.m. here, on my laptop in full gear |
| Making beats that play my speakers |
| Seek to reach the hemisphere |
| Sun, it rises, fills the skies, alludes me like a cavalier |
| I feel hope but yet so broke |
| I walk a rope, the tightest rope |
| I cannot escape, my mind is broke |
| My thoughts are inside the microscope |
| And I’m soaked, swimmin' in seas full of salt |
| Drowning in solitude, drowning my thoughts |
| Swimmin' in rivers of babylon |
| Bubbling, troubling and holding me down by my throat |
| I try to be that joke |
| I’m clinging onto hope |
| The problems of this world live in the lump inside my throat |
| I’ve fallen hard from grace, my angels hide their face but hey |
| I’ll make my way |
| Make my way |
| I’ll make my way, believe me |
| Life can be such trouble honey, nothing comes easy |
| They say that sleep is the cousin of death |
| And so I keep pushing forward till my last breath |
| Make my way |
| I’ll make my way, believe me |
| Life can be such trouble honey, nothing comes easy |
| They say that sleep is the cousin of death |
| And so I keep pushing forward to my last breath |
| What-what-what-what went wrong? |
| What went wrong, went wrong? |
| Wrong, wrong |
| W-w-w-w-went wrong |
| Wrong |
| What went wrong? |