Break Through

[Intro]
So much about this feels like a dream
Dreams prepare us for waking life
It’s one thing to dream, it’s another to
Understand the nature of a dream
You’re waking up to who you are
That’s all you need to understand

[Verse 1]
This is my therapy, let me get this shit off my chest
I got something that's been bugging me that I need to address
You really wanna take in characters? Give me the address
I put in the good word that’s the least that you can expect
I’ll make sure that it never happens again
I fucking told you that I had a bad feeling about him
Not too many soldiers can last to thе end
That’s why I don’t trust anyone excеpt my family and close friends
It’s tough not to fall too deep and co-depend
Too many sleepless nights up late with a broken heart
Asking myself how compatible we are
Wondering how it’s possible to love something so hard
Once you become what you are, the only way is up
You gotta jack yourself ten times more than anyone else
‘Cause nobody gives a fuck
It’s doggy dog in the province of bad luck

[Chorus]
And it just ain’t cool
Damn right, I blame you
For putting me through all this shit, we’ve been through
Just one track, get up, take two
There’s a lot of good that I can do
With a little distribution behind the sea moose
‘Till I get rotated on the radio blues
Eventually, I know I’m gon’ break through

[Interlude]
That’s not my place to judge
We all fall down
It’s about how we get up

[Verse 2]
I don’t care however many more video-shoots
I let the music just speak for itself, it’s pure proof
Check the authentication on the back of the digi-pack
Once you sign up, there ain’t no getting out of that
Yeah, whatever man, I’ve been dreaming at this a long time
I knew that it was gonna happen somewhere along the line
And the sooner the better
I ain’t even tryna live in this cold ass Canada weather forever
I’m talking palm trees, sipping on Jamaican rum
Barefeet in the sand’s my daily curriculum
Saltwater taste on her lips when I take a kiss from ‘em
Fresh food growing on the vines when I’m picking ‘em
I’m on island time, about to take siesta
Pero no tengo tijeto para la fiesta
I’m working too hard to fuck around and mess up
I’m too smart to put all the eggs in one dresser

[Chorus]
And it just ain’t cool
Damn right, I blame you
For putting me through all this shit, we’ve been through
Just one track, get up, take two
There’s a lot of good that I can do
With a little distribution behind the sea moose
‘Till I get rotated on the radio blues
Eventually, I know I’m gon’ break through