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Mike Posner

Look What I've Become

 

Look What I've Become

(Album: Keep Going - 2019)


Dwilly, I'm scared

[Mike Posner:]
Walked across Ohio, took me 50 days
I talked to the stars, they were happy that I came
Some days, I'm a genius; others, I'm insane
There is something gorgeous underneath the pain
I can feel it lifting, woo, I'm feeling good
I'm thinking 'bout David from my old neighborhood
A warm and perfect white light in each of my cells
I used to be a pop singer, now I am myself

Yeah, I took a little time right now just to count my blessings
Count my blessings, count, count, count
Took a little time right now just to count my blessings
Count my blessings, okay

Even when I'm falling, there's something underneath
Something that is perfect, it's almost like a dream
Yeah, I know Vincent Van Gogh, I know Princess Di
And David Foster Wallace, he calls me all the time
If I think 'bout paradise, I'd imagine this
No drugs or no alcohol 'cause I'm high as it is
Yeah, I don't want your money, I am simply done
I just walked away, huh, look what I've become

Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Rolling through South Central, better watch your ass
Bars all on my window, pistol on my bed-stand
To live and die in L.A., couldn't make it off of minimum wage
I had to get the big body Mercedes
Cop a Rollie, plus one for my lady, my lady
I always knew I'd be a legend, saw it in my dreams
I had to keep one eye open, I could barely sleep (Sleep)
I had to kill 'em with success like they the enemy
Murder, murder, murder, Lord, mercy me
I stopped smoking last year, fuck that, started back again
God don't make no accidents, look what I've become
Yeah, look what I've become

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