Brighter Days

[Verse 1: Natty]
They're calling me an artist
So let me go & grab my pad & pen & work out how to start this
Picture, I'm going to, paint & embed it in your cranium
Everyday i start of with a blank canvass & fill it with these lyrics about my darkest hours
I used to run away from every problem i was ever faced with
So i hear them calling me the largest coward
But now i harvest power
To sit down at my desk, grab my pad & pen
& let these dark thoughts escape my mind, as i compose a piece
So no more holding back & letting darkness take control of me
In-fact i am changing into the guy I'm supposed to be
I can't wait until the day i can put my past to rest
Stand up to the microphone & speak the speech i'd wrote for me
I wrote myself a eulogy cause the old me is dying out
I think it's time i migrate away from all the negativity
So like a bird I'll be flying south
I'm looking in the mirror now & i don't even recognise me
Can you all, hear the pain & anger in my voice when i emphasise…. Please!!!
Hear me out, but they don't seem to hear a sound
So everyday i cry myself a river on these tracks
Just to find out later on, that my tears have drowned
Now there's more to come so keep your ears to the ground
I do this for the people, not for cheers from the crowd
& everyday i sign the page with my blood, my tears, my sweat
I fear, i will never see a brighter day
I'm determined to make it out, & right now i can see the fire in my eyes burn a higher flame
So now it's a brighter day
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