Tryna be the blue canary for a minute
Undetermined if it’s cursed or it’s gifted
All i know has been defined by my image
But there’s no more room to grow in this picture frame
Who am I to blame, except I know
Who the fuck to blame
Who’s gon stay the same
Just to hope
That the shit’ll change
Shit’ll never change
Do You See What I’m Saying?
There’s nothing to say
I was running away
Felt stuck in my ways
Didn’t see an escape
Couldn’t meet in the middle
But we could meet at my place
Just repeating mistakes
(Just rеpeating mistakes)
That’re making mе anxious I’d
Thought that I’d take a bow
Couple of days from now
We’d be okay
Been a Couple of years
Moved a couple of states
Still nothing to say
Still nothing to say
I’m not accepting every picture painted on me
My canvas covered with a standard now that’s way below me
So If you hate it then I’m taking it that you don’t know me
And you won’t get to know me
Navigating my past tryna to pick up the pieces
On the way I guess I picked up some fleas
Taking pics to my peace
Pieced together when I get on a beat
Records scratching like there’s every single fucking winning number beneath
These memories of me just
Trying to be what i wanted to see and then
Failing to say what i felt when i didn’t know
All these different strokes coulda been seen as identical
But i couldn’t know shoulda known that
I Don’t wanna lover
If i cannot leave em
Won’t let them see me
If i am not leading to
Lighter reactions
To act like a
Beacon of solace
A beacon of solace a beacon of solace (a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon)
Undetermined if it’s cursed or it’s gifted
All i know has been defined by my image
But there’s no more room to grow in this picture frame
Who am I to blame, except I know
Who the fuck to blame
Who’s gon stay the same
Just to hope
That the shit’ll change
Shit’ll never change
Do You See What I’m Saying?
There’s nothing to say
I was running away
Felt stuck in my ways
Didn’t see an escape
Couldn’t meet in the middle
But we could meet at my place
Just repeating mistakes
(Just rеpeating mistakes)
That’re making mе anxious I’d
Thought that I’d take a bow
Couple of days from now
We’d be okay
Been a Couple of years
Moved a couple of states
Still nothing to say
Still nothing to say
I’m not accepting every picture painted on me
My canvas covered with a standard now that’s way below me
So If you hate it then I’m taking it that you don’t know me
And you won’t get to know me
Navigating my past tryna to pick up the pieces
On the way I guess I picked up some fleas
Taking pics to my peace
Pieced together when I get on a beat
Records scratching like there’s every single fucking winning number beneath
These memories of me just
Trying to be what i wanted to see and then
Failing to say what i felt when i didn’t know
All these different strokes coulda been seen as identical
But i couldn’t know shoulda known that
I Don’t wanna lover
If i cannot leave em
Won’t let them see me
If i am not leading to
Lighter reactions
To act like a
Beacon of solace
A beacon of solace a beacon of solace (a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon a beacon)
( Namestage6 )
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