Top Songs By Chatta
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Harrison Brown
Songwriter
Kirton Florence Emma
Songwriter
Dustin David Miller
Songwriter
Lyrics
Tell me why I'm here
Show me you can hear me
Are the things I say too much
Am I running out of luck
The only thing I've ever been faithful to is my music
Hard pill to swallow OD-ing because I choose it
I do keep trying to make party tunes it's
Kind of hard when I constantly feel like I'm about to lose it
Please don't confuse this with some sort testimony
Shape shifting friends started acting phony
No matter how much shade cunts throw you won't control me
No amount of money in the world will stop me feeling lonely
Baby mothers playing games such a shame
Chucking blame, so much hate, all I want's to see is my kids face I'm
Stuck in this cage as my brain tightens the restraints spitting flames
King of the jungle this lion that can't be tamed
Straight roaring on the beats I probably sound insane
That's not far from the truth what can I say
Setting fire to the booth represent since day
Society got a grip like I'm molded out clay
Got me acting out of character
People think mental health's a trend but trust it shatters ya
Booze tightens it's grip until it flattens ya
I need to take back control but still acting like an armature
Growing up traumatized I didn't realize I locked away
Certain things turned the cheek pulling wool over my own eyes
And still I act surprised that most nights
I'm broken down
Tell me why I'm here
Show me you can hear me
Are the things I say too much
Am I running out of luck
I been fighting for what feels like forever
Do you even see me
Did I make this look too easy
Cause I'm tired, too tired
Need to start listening to all this advice but self doubt in my
Head got me turning left but I know it's right Jesus Christ
Acting like mediocre will suffice
Treading water to survive
Made to feel like bitch when I can't help but cry
Getting chastised
Made to feel like a piece of shit
And people wonder why my thought patterns slit your wrist
Feel so ashamed of it
Wonder if I wasn't round would people benefit
I know what their answer is
Can't keep thinking this way I got kids
And family that love me so I keep wading through the grit
Trying to reach to people struggling, just a hypocrite
Story's spooky like some tales from the crypt
Sends shivers down my spine every time I'm telling it to therapist I
Feel so irrelevant
Life in the balance thoughts swinging like a pendulum
Used to be part of a regiment
Afghanistan got me fucked up now I'm addressing the elephant
Living in my room stampeding in its settlement
Guess it's in its element
The pain I feel can't be obtained in any kind of measurement
Feel like a guinea pig in a messed up experiment
Being observed for new developments
For new developments
Tell me why I'm here
Show me you can hear me
Are the things I say too much
Am I running out of luck
Writer(s): Christopher Derek Hollis, Florence Jane Emma Kirton
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