Strange Times ft. Flex The Antihero & Emerson Lyrics

Things been on my mind

Demons on my side

Angels in my ride

I been swerving on collide

I been going through some strange times

Strange times

Strange times

Strange times

Yeah

You would never want to vision life

The way in which I do and know it isn't right

What is living if it's killing you

Say I wouldn't let it get to me and then I do

They could look at me and say I'm weak

Even if I was in heaven I would find it bleak

I'm a shell of what I was once

I'm in hell, not well, shit I can't front

Some say suck it up and live

Said that I should give a fuck I got none to give

Cue the violence and pull the shades

Turn away let me soak inside a sea of grey

It'd be a lie to say I'm satisfied

And I recognize it isn't much of a surprise

You could see it but it feels worse

Tell me what the fuck you really know about hurt

And I put my life on the line for the chance this shit pops off and I shine

Put at least some bands on the side so in time

I could reach that height where the world could be mine

I'm fine

Fight to keep myself six feet above

They lying

bitch I don't need you or your love

I'm down and out but see that's on me

I keep it inside cuz I'm low key

Holding me tight until I can't breathe

Can't sleep at night now my mind runs free

When will it pass, can't say I know

Until then I cope, don't let it grow

Well I guess I reap what I sow so I hope I'm meant to be here not below

Things been on my mind

Demons on my side

Angels in my ride

I been swerving on collide

I been going through some strange times

Strange times

Strange times

Strange times

I ain't trying to talk about what drip from my eyes

Don't want talk about my sister that died

Bottle it up in a fistful of pride

Then hammer it down on the bitch that's inside

Come back when the things are good again

Why do good things always have to end

Why do good kids go so bad

When you look up in the past and the real was once pretend

Why do I not do the things I can

Why do I not recognize my friends

While the real ones call and I say miss y'all

Look down and I dodge the call again

Never gave a fuck about shit that Simon said

Or the law, loose jaw could find me dead

In a world full of sheep so blindly led

Could of chose drugs but I chose to rhyme instead

Back to the boys in the basement

Trying to be a man never can if you don't like bacon

Music only thing we was making

Money wasn't nothing but another problem we were facing

Full of aspirations, saying we gonna make it

When I get my eyes on the prize I'm a take it

Ten years down now I'm stuck on a wait list

Want to feel weightless, why I got to hate this

Hard ass life now it's turned me to atheist

Sick of hard times I was sick of complaining

Sick of myself, sick of being complacent

Work hard never stop have patience

What I got to live by, if I want to get by

If I'm ever fed up with the struggle then I get high

Got to get mine, I don't need an invite

Tell them how you feeling it ain't good to keep it inside

Things been on my mind

Demons on my side

Angels in my ride

I been swerving on collide

I been going through some strange times

Strange times

Strange times

Strange times