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• Artiste: Bazzi
• Titre: Conversations With Myself
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Sometimes I wonder why I'm even here Or if I have the strength to persevere Sometimes I feel like I’m somebody else Who's going mental with they mental health Sometimes I wonder if I'll die alone ’Cause lonely people tend to have lonely souls Sometimes I think about a younger me If he'd be proud of the man he sees I guess I'm rich, I made it out my town I played in front of thousands, you know I shut it down Look, little Bazzi, I'm living out our dreams Mama cry every time we on the TV Got a fancy car, we got a fancy crib And you couldn't even dream of the girl that you with Remember all your idols and the people that we love I met 'em at a party, we was all doin' drugs Was all doin' Jesus I think I need, I think I need some Jesus Rich enough and sad as fuck I’m lonely Oh, I am, I am, I am I’m so lonely I'm the man, I guess I am But I’m still What's funny is, is My whole life I thought making money and being praise would give me some kind of happiness And I wanted those things because I was concerned about what everyone else thought of me I wanted to feel loved, I wanted to feel accepted And then I realized that I could never feel anybody's pain or their happiness I could only feel mine In the car, in the house And the fame never made me feel anything except separated, intoxicated, and obviously kinda grossed Don't get me wrong, nice things are fun, I like nice things but you just can’t base your human value on them Because at the end of the day, they don't mean anything If I'm not happy, I'm a sad guy in a nice guy If I don't have any real friends or family, I'm just a lonely guy in a big home