Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander David Duda
Alexander David Duda
Songwriter
Robert Philip Deckhart
Robert Philip Deckhart
Songwriter

Lyrics

Can I tell you a secret And only if you promise to keep it I've been feeling weak And I don't know if it's worth finding a treatment Or should I end it all after the weekend But don't call it a weak end I tried to stay strong I play along and pretend nothing's wrong But this act has gone on for too long I can't take it anymore, now I need to go home Pack my bags and just leave the same way that I came Same head held high, same name I can't complain Because I got everything that I came for But lost everything I could afford But who's keeping score It doesn't even matter anymore If I don't make it as a rapper and I'm poor And I'm working 40 hours just to make a couple dollars at the store Put the groceries in the bag Put the pennies in the drawer And ignore me, my life is boring There's no reason to tell the whole world my story There's no glory in the person I've become No matter how far I run I can't escape the place that I came from I can't change the things that I'm made of Whether I chase love or take drugs I just wanna wake up finally comfortable with who I am I don't need to understand every step of the plan You don't need to hold my hand, but I might fall And if I do, you're the only person I'm gonna call In a world where nobody really knows me at all You recognized my potential and saw through all my flaws You held your applause but supported my cause Back before I had a clue who I was Now I'm losing touch with everyone that I trust I look to you for a little tough love Tough Tough Tough Love I look to you for a little tough love I look to you for a little tough love Tough Love Tough Love I look to you for a little tough love I look to you for a little tough love Tough Love Yeah
Writer(s): Alex Duda, Robert Deckhart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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