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I don't even know what's right anymore, I'm so stressed out Rippin' up my lyrics, torn my pad and put the pen down My mother and father been tellin' me that I'm too worried bout being the best, I Reachin' up under my bed, pullin' my shoebox, takin' my Tech out Police and paramedics rushin' to me as I bled out I'm hearin' God callin' my name, or is it the devil, I can't tell now Pullin' off of me bitches and fame tryna get me to sell out They say love is stronger than death, I'm strugglin' hard just to have a breath out Come walk a day in my tuxeds These stomach pains don't go away until our father sleep I've seen doctors, I've popped pills, ain't nuttin' work I thought this bullet I just took will fuckin' stop the hurt I'm having panic attacks like ten times a day Every single fuckin' second tryna find a way Just to catch my breath, but I'm a tag with stress I can't breathe, I can't sleep, so I just lay awake Fuck, on the ground and I'm barely movin' They say if God brought you to it, he can move you through it I hope that's true, I need that shit to be true I heard suicide won't bring you to heaven, that's why I'm standin' thru it () If I will make it through another day and night I'll be stronger, maybe I just will survive If I can wait till tomorrow, forget all of my sorrow No one cares what I been goin' through I'm just tryna get over these blues But I just need to wait till tomorrow Just get a chance till tomorrow () Self inflicted violence, I hear the sounds of the sirens This ain't how I picture dyin', I see my parents both flyin' out At my funeral, life is brutal but beautiful Why I chose this industry, I should have worked in a cubical I should have worked in an office, nah, fuck that shit Music's my callin', I swear every single day I wake up and feelin' nauseous I see god and his angels and the devil holdin' his pitchfork I gotta get the fuck out, I got way too much shit to live for I'm ready to fight for my life and what's ready been dealt I don't know, but since it start I need to get up for my family and fans, they countin' on me We? And my girl, she's my world, should have hold yo hand and kissed you more I'm sorry bout all of the arguments, I'm sorry I always got pissed off My body's numb, I see the light, the time's frozen My mind's floatin', the gates open, my eyes closin' The Lord is light, the Lord is my salvation The Lord brought truth to my life So what should I be afraid of? Not love, not life, not fear, not commitment Not death, not heights, not tears or religion Nor rejection, not failure, or gettin' plagued with an illness When I'm gone, don't you ever question the fact that I'm the realest Muthafucka () If I will make it through another day and night I'll be stronger, maybe I just will survive If I can wait till tomorrow, forget all of my sorrow No one cares what I been goin' through I'm just tryna get over these blues But I just need to wait till tomorrow Just get a chance till tomorrow If I will make it through another day and night I'll be stronger, maybe I just will survive If I can wait till tomorrow, forget all of my sorrow No one cares what I been goin' through I'm just tryna get over these blues But I just need to wait till tomorrow Just get a chance till tomorrow
Writer(s): Cynthia Pareja, Jesse Friedman, Christian Daniel Ocampo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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