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Stop The Tears

 

Stop The Tears

(альбом: Waylon & Willie IV - 2020)


Had a dream I had a hole in my boat and it was sinking
Talking to my shrink she like struggle what you thinking
Drinking to suppress it I know it won't correct it
Trying not to stress it but refusing to accept it
Their intentions kinda muddy but I have a clear objective
These negative thoughts just get worse if I neglect it
Toxic ass people are full of shit, so septic
Life's a big booty so I cherish and caress it
The devil in a blue dress, ooh I undress it
Hold up, let's address it, I'll die for my domestic
Am I too protective, yes I am of course
A hater half step I'm gonna move at full force

Sometimes I forget all my sorrows
And I can't keep my head out of the clouds
But some days I feel damaged and hollow
And I can't stop the tears from falling down
It's the highs and the lows
I try to hold composure
My emotions all over
Like a roller coaster

I grew up hustling, trying to turn a corner
The police was hot like a summer down in Florida
Praying for a sunny day like Southern California
My life been bumpy like a dirt road in Georgia
Move around state to state trying to find a place that's safe
Help me, please, I was blind but now I see amazing grace
And with depression we all deal with it different
See as for me is obesity and alcoholism
Got a cup full of codeine, paper full of killer weed
When I'm fucked up that's the only time I'm feeling free
I crack the window just enough so I can feel the breeze
Swear to god tomorrow I'mma do things differently

Sometimes I forget all my sorrows
And I can't keep my head out of the clouds
But some days I feel damaged and hollow
And I can't stop the tears from falling down
It's the highs and the lows
I try to hold composure
My emotions all over
Like a roller coaster

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