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• Artiste: Phora
• Titre: These Days
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Yeah Fffuck, I mean Yeah Lately i've been working through the night Doc say I gotta confess more Anxiety in a newer light Don’t know what im so stressed for Don’t know why im so alone again I've been drinking on my own again Don’t know why I'm so distant from the world I can feel it all closing in, like fuck Tell me why I feel nothings changed? Tell me why it all feel the same? All these demons still running round, pouring hennessy for me to numb the pain Now I say we gotta trust the plan Feel like no one really understand what I'm going through Still a kid, still wearing shoes i gotta grow into These days I don’t smile no more These days I pretend to These days I've been so numb Look at all the shit that I've been through These days people leaving so fast, I don’t know who to turn to These days full of lessons But i guess that's just some shit I got to learn through Yeah I'm just hoping i don’t break I'm just hoping if there is a god, that he sees past the mistakes Music shit is so stressful, so many night I almost gave it up So many nights i spent so depressed thinking I would never be great enough Then i had a nervous breakdown 2017 I ain't know who to turn to Man, 2018, I'm back in hospital tryna work through All this pent up anxiety I want to live but it hurts to When the people that you thought would never leave are the first ones to desert you But I'm numb now, these days i don’t give a fuck