Lyrics
I’ve been tip toeing through a shit show
I've been navigating through a chaotic situation
Rarely would I admit that I’m falling a bit
Reluctantly acknowledging that I'm experiencing a decline
“Hey kid you’ll never be the man that you wanna be always dishonoring”
Someone advising that I'll never become the person I aspire to be, consistently dishonoring
And right now
At this moment
I cant pinpoint blind spots in the crash
I cannot identify the hidden issues in the collision
I’m not sure I could ever be what you ask
Uncertain if I can fulfill your expectations
I can not be what you asked
Emphasizing the inability to meet your demands
Don’t count on me
Don't rely on me
nothing left to say
No more meaningful words to express
Anyway
In any case
Take your words and leave em In the past with you
Discarding your words and leaving them in the past
Yeah shouldn’t count out a match when it’s lit and the walls you built are paper thin
Recognizing the potential of a situation even when it seems delicate, and your defenses are weak
No more lies left on the floor
No more falsehoods remaining unresolved
Pulling you deeper into the madness
Being drawn further into a state of insanity
No more nights spent on the floor
No more nights spent in despair
Turning a tragedy into a Habit
Turning a tragic event into a repeated pattern
One foot at a time until you walk off a cliff
Proceeding cautiously step by step until reaching a point of no return
Somehow I’m dead and now she’s pleading the fifth
Unexpectedly finding myself in a dire situation, and now someone is choosing to remain silent
What’s next? Good guess
Uncertainty about what comes next, a speculative answer
Last minute explode
An explosive development at the last minute
Never to show
Choosing not to reveal or display
Oh no,
An expression of concern or surprise
Where to go though?
Feeling lost and unsure of the direction to take
Hot n cold call me shoto with the photos repeating the past
Experiencing extreme emotions, likened to hot and cold, with a reference to repeating past mistakes through photos
I can not be what you ask
Reiterating the inability to meet expectations
Don’t count on me
Don't depend on me
nothing left to say
No more meaningful words to express
Anyway
In any case
Take your words and leave em In the past with you
Discarding your words and leaving them in the past
Yeah shouldn’t count out a match when it’s lit and the walls you built are paper thin
Recognizing the potential of a situation even when it seems delicate, and your defenses are weak
No more lies left on the floor
No more falsehoods remaining unresolved
Pulling you deeper into the madness
Being drawn further into a state of insanity
No more nights spent on the floor
No more nights spent in despair
Turning a tragedy into a Habit
Turning a tragic event into a repeated pattern
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