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Some days I sit (sit), starin' out the window(dow)
Watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes I think (think) there's nothin' to live for (for)
I almost break down and cry
Sometimes I think I'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wastin' my time?
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes (Oh no)
Chorus:
Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leanin' on me
'Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
People make jokes (jokes), 'cuz they don't understand me (me)
They just don't see my real side
I act like shit don't phaze me
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes (oh no)
Repeat Chorus
Now you prob'ly get this picture from my public persona
That I'm a pistol-packin' drug-addict who bags on his mama
But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest
'Cuz there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside o' ma soul
And just know that I grow colda the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harda to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breakin'
Should I just give up
Or try to live up to these expectations?
Now look
Man, I shoulda seen it comin',
But fuck it, it's over, there's no more reason to cry no more
Chorus 2:
And now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leanin' on me
Outro - Spoken
Some days I sit (sit), starin' out the window(dow)
Watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes I think (think) there's nothin' to live for (for)
I almost break down and cry
Sometimes I think I'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wastin' my time?
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes (Oh no)
Chorus:
Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leanin' on me
'Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
People make jokes (jokes), 'cuz they don't understand me (me)
They just don't see my real side
I act like shit don't phaze me
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive
But then I see my baby
Suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes (oh no)
Repeat Chorus
Now you prob'ly get this picture from my public persona
That I'm a pistol-packin' drug-addict who bags on his mama
But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest
'Cuz there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside o' ma soul
And just know that I grow colda the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harda to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breakin'
Should I just give up
Or try to live up to these expectations?
Now look
Man, I shoulda seen it comin',
But fuck it, it's over, there's no more reason to cry no more
Chorus 2:
And now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leanin' on me
Outro - Spoken
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