Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Don't Even Know, artist - Sik World. Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
They Don't Even Know |
| They don’t even know, I’m dealing with trauma, it’s become a part of me |
| They don’t even know, I have PTSD, a pain that’ll never leave |
| They don’t even know, that my heart doesn’t beat, I’m tryna find a remedy |
| They don’t even know, that I could hardly sleep, because I see you in my dreams |
| Always see you in my dreams, I think I need to wake up |
| I just wish I could move on, kuz I don’t wanna stay stuck |
| The voices in my heads loud, they never seem to stay shut |
| Overthink till I can’t sleep, paranoid so I stay up |
| Always lost in thoughts again |
| Showcase my pain to my audience |
| Watch me rise till I fall again |
| Hate my mind cuz it’s fraudulent |
| Always swimming in doubt |
| I can’t ever get out of it |
| Women want me for clout |
| Now I’m raising my walls again |
| Biggest fears is blowing up |
| Before reducing my trauma |
| Cuz all that added stress |
| Will only add to the problem |
| I gotta, lotta money |
| It doesn’t fix anything |
| I want someone to love me |
| Cuz, then that would mean everything |
| Always feeling high, then I’m feeling down again |
| Tryna find the source, don’t know what the problem is |
| Why am I alone, lost the ones I started with |
| They don’t even know, that I’m getting tired of this |
| They don’t even know, I’m dealing with trauma, it’s become apart of me |
| They don’t even know, I have PTSD, a pain that’ll never leave |
| They don’t even know, that my heart doesn’t beat, I’m tryna find a remedy |
| They don’t even know, that I could hardly sleep, because I see you in my dreams |
| My left arms filled with tattoos |
| When really those are just scars |
| I got them during bad moods |
| Or whenever life was hard |
| Always used a distraction |
| From all the pain in my heart |
| Never found satisfaction |
| From getting paid for my art |
| It’s a ridiculously trade off |
| That only seems to worsen |
| Cuz money doesn’t pay off |
| When you’re a broken person |
| It' hurts when, some people think |
| My musics, music it’s self |
| When really it’s my diary |
| I literally cry for help |
| I’m overlooked, I’m disregarded |
| I’m Insecure, I’m broken-hearted |
| I feel unsteady, the pressures heavy |
| I’m getting tired, of being artist |
| Need rehabilitation |
| A reset from all of this |
| I’m at the point of breaking |
| When’s the end to all of this |
| Always feeling high, then I’m feeling down again |
| Tryna find the source, don’t know what the problem is |
| Why am I alone, lost the ones I started with |
| They don’t even know, that I’m getting tired of this |
| They don’t even know, I’m dealing with trauma, it’s become a part of me |
| They don’t even know, I have PTSD, a pain that’ll never leave |
| They don’t even know, that my heart doesn’t beat, I’m tryna find a remedy |
| They don’t even know, that I could hardly sleep, because I see you in my dreams |