The more I go, the more I stay
the more I feel the ground just giving way
beneath my feet, it’s so hard to breath
I’d be lying if I said I was okay
I didn’t ask to turn out like this
emotions so powerful I can’t dismiss
sometimes they give me nothing but bliss
most of the time they leave me in broken bits
I don’t care about rich, I don’t care about famous
and the rhymes I have to share are all fucking shameless
they telling me that I should be reaching for greatness
but I’m scared that the pain I feel is contagious
Perform behind a mask so nobody can see me
babygirl when I’m done you’ll more well-known than me
all of my life with my heart on my sleeve
now all I got is music and the loneliness inside me
I don’t care what happens to me
I been lost near a year, nothing left that can hurt me
my rhymes have become part someone else’s dream
they’re still part of me, a kind of a scream
If my songs make you famous I’d say that I’m sorry
but I write outta pain I ain’t looking for glory
and I’m trying to express all these feelings inside me
in public because I got no real place to hide me
The more I go, the more I stay
the more I feel the ground just giving way
beneath my feet, it’s so hard to breath
I’d be lying if I said I was okay