Caged Birds Lyrics

Sometimes I feel trapped

I'm 'bout to make it, got what it takes no double

There's only one of me, I got the recipe, get to my bread like it's funnel

Taking the cake, ain't playin' no games, not up for debate no rebuttal

I'm waiting here patiently, moving in vacancy, get me a spot on that level

Cuz I know I got it, I know I got it, I know I got it, yeah

Even in a cage, I'ma sing until I can't no more

I'ma sing until my lungs are sore

Til my lungs collapse, until they give out

We all want nice things, a nice dream when I'm sleeping

Catch Z's, I find I like what I'm seeing

I don't want to stay up, I got work in the morning, I guess I never noticed

I'm sitting here in the dark, staring off at the wall

I never took no Adderall, and yet my focus won't dissolve

Sitting here still waiting for some kinda break so I can fall

Asleep at night, it's hard to think if I'ma be alright

I see the darkness closing in, I thought it wouldn't leave

I took some fifty milligrams of what I should not eat

But, I did, and my face on replay

I could not shake it for two days and I was lost inside a maze

Fuck being poor, I'm down at the bottom

You got a Porsche (I want to rob him)

Not that I would, but I fantasize of having a life with no money problems

I could be cruising, hand on her thigh, foot on the gas instead of illusions

(Oh my, oh my) Foot on the gas, instead of illusions

Fuck all the talking, I'm 'bout to show you covered in mud with multiple bruising

I got to make it out of the debt I made, out of the debt that I made

Tough luck, I done built it up, up

Why stop ain't no limit 'til it pop, pop

(You never hold me like you used to)

You never hold me like, you never hold me

(You never hold me like you used to)

Bad, I'm hurt bad

Bad, I'm hurt bad

Bad, I'm hurt bad

And when I'm hurt bad, bad, I'm hurt bad

(Bad, I'm hurt bad)

You know I love you and I will until the end

I've got a love that can be hard to comprehend

It's all because I got you I don't have to bend

I get to be who I was made to be instead

Fuck being poor, I'm down at the bottom

You got a Porsche (I want to rob him)

Not that I would, but I fantasize of having a life with no money problems

I could be cruising, hand on her thigh, foot on the gas instead of illusions

(Oh my, oh my) Foot on the gas, instead of illusions

Fuck all the talking, I'm 'bout to show you covered in mud with multiple bruising

I got to make it out of the debt I made, out of the debt that I made

Tough luck, I done built it up, up

Why stop ain't no limit 'til it pop, pop

(You never hold me like you used to)

You never hold me like, you never hold me

(You never hold me like you used to)