My Stories ’22

I’ma be straight, get it pensive, been on the defensive
Working too hard, I’m a little bit excessive
I been on my no more sleep, kill my senses
Headless, man it’s so hard not to act reckless
Too whom much is given, more is lost
I was drinking JD pints on the rocks
Uh light one up to Bobby Boss
I’ll be back soon baby stick the kettle on
Easily persuaded, mentally degraded
No matter who’s buying, I’ma stay blazing
Faded, pupils dilated
Am I seeing red or is all the self-hatred (na, na)
Smile with my eyes, yet the BS inside
Is a CS investigation, don’t kill my vibe
I’m alive when I’m dying, down when I’m trying
The constant disappointment ain’t worth the surviving
Gave up on the alcohol, turned into a plant-based hero
Went from being negative to zero
When will I be positive, I know I’ve got a lot to give
Need to go apply myself and tap into my cognitive
Oh, sun, rain, snow
Mixing all the highs and lows, won’t help me grow
Oh no, gotta get home
Take the first step, wake up and let go (let go, let go)

I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories
I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories
I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories
I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories

Mirror, mirror on the wall, I think it’s time to go
I’ve liked your company but now you gotta hit the road
It’s not a joke, I woke up and smelt the buzz
It’s never enough if I don’t give it too much
Likes Rainbows? Can you see the rainbow?
Suppose we must believe it, if someone would just say so
Devil or angel, which one’s tougher
Live your own life or do what’s best for others
Hmm, I wanna pick the right one, but I can’t do it
Either way, right or wrong, someone’s always losing
I know that I know nothing, man I’m ignorant
But not to my own ignorance, I just need a different type of stimulus
Deluded, reminded I’m secluded
By this ugly mirror talking to me like I’m stupid
The lust for the fame and name has left me rooted
To a constant disappointment where nothing I feel’s improving
Indifferent to be honest, I have my beliefs
I don’t believe in what I’m told, I can’t trust what I see
I only trust my feelings I, maybe we’re just all alone
Maybe I’m less empathic ‘cos I grew up with a phone
Different to 30 years ago, a different type of gram
We should face the books instead of Facebooking our fam
I know that I’m a hypocrite, but please can you just listen
I don’t wanna be too deep but really aren’t we all the victim (but)

I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories
I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories
I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories
I’ll never come far from
I’m only my stories