Lyrics
ENTIRE SONG BY MCDV8
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Some days it feels
like Im struggling to live,
everyday same old story,
nothing ever gives,
thinking damn man what I gotta do,
just to get where I wanna make it too,
and all those who made it
from nothing to something got to give em props,
and thats really sayin a lot,
but for me the pain of existing
not being never ever stops,
like constantly thers a cloud over me,
dark and heavy
and it pours on me from my head to my feet,
and I cant afford anything to cover me,
and the storm just keeps getting worse,
like I must be cursed,
and now its even hard to see,
and I wake up in the middle of the night,
because its hard to breathe,
even though theres plenty of air
and I know its free,
IT just doesnt seem like it is to me,
life is hard and life is rough,
life is tough,and sometimes life sucks,
and if you feel like me and you ran out a luck
remeMber in the end life dont give a fuck
it's like just to walk on these streets,
I gotta pay a fee of strain pain and envy,
Like its all odds against me,
And my body feels weak,
And no matter how much I eat,
I still feel hungry,
And all though,
Theres a sea people round me,
Doesnt matter
cause I still feel emotional and lonely,
with no hope left in me,
cause I know no ones looking for me,
not really cause you see,
Im just another human being, with no identity,
Born on this earth where theres millions of births,
My only destiny,
To try, plot, cry, scheme, and ask God why?
Dreamin of being something I cant,
All I can do is sigh,
But still I try to stay alive,
in my mind,
Let my thoughts, imagination,
Prose flows through (my body),
courses through my veins,
Tears drop on the pages,
Leavin stains,
As I write my way through the stages,
Tryin to break through the mental cages,
life is hard and life is rough,
life is tough,and sometimes life sucks,
and if you feel like me and you ran out a luck
remeber in the end life dont give a fuck
and the Ink spills into words and conjugated verbs,
From abstract to physical feelings become lyrical,
gonna to take a whole lot more then a miracle,
Cause Lifes got me hysterical,
Knowing things eventually come to a close,
Hoping for a means to a end,
Before the curtains fall and close in,
Things go dark,
and I look back on the past,
Wondering what was the point and purpose,
Hoping in the last seconds (breathless)
an epiphany will surface,
make it easy to let go
drift out nice and slow,
stop the blood flow,
no pulse to beat the ticks of time away,
only one step a way from a new day,
realize I have nothing left,
a life spent trying to be
instead of looking around
just trying to see,
all the things around me,
could a made me happy,
and life wouldnt a been so damn crappy
life is hard and life is rough,
life is tough,and sometimes life sucks,
and if you feel like me and you ran out a luck
remeber in the end life dont give a fuck
