4Scythe - I've Made My Own Flaws

Happiness
Never come easy
Falling to the floor
I'm Weak in my knees
Acting like I'm
On top of the world
Only thing that keep me
Out the dark
Got more bad days than good
Even though it shouldn't be like that
Can't keep my head up high
I don't know why
It's all going right
Why can't I just
Dig myself
Out this hole that just keep getting bigger
I guess I'm holding the shovel
Wish I could learn a little quicker
But I
Got some flaws
They running deep
Within my brain
So I
Try to keep myself
Far away from all the rain
Everyday
I sit in the pain
Situations I put myself in
It's like I love it
The self destruction
No one to blame I'm the one that who does it
I'm flawed
feelin like a fraud
Alone inside my head as I am roaming through these halls
All my hope is gone
Took when I was young
If life's a fucking game then I be living like a pawn
I think the devil he wants me
Tell my family I'm sorry
All the mistakes I've made they haunt me
Middle fingers up to the people that wronged me
I'm gonna move on
Sit down write a new song
Smoke blunts till I'm higher than the Yukon
Gotta make life good for my loved ones
Turn a new page this one for my young one
Happiness
Never come easy
Falling to the floor
I'm Weak in my knees
Acting like I'm
On top of the world
Only thing that keep me
Out the dark
Got more bad days than good
Even though it shouldn't be like that
Can't keep my head up high
I don't know why
It's all going right
Why can't I just
Dig myself
Out this hole that just keep getting bigger
I guess I'm holding the shovel
Wish I could learn a little quicker
But I
Got some flaws
They running deep
Within my brain
So I
Try to keep myself
Far away from all the rain
Close the door fade away
Melt my mind away no complaints
I got demons standing in the way
Cautious moves feeling heavy weight
On my chest
Put me to rest
Black rose on my vest
I live for the best
The earth is a test
I woke its a mess
With a blade in my neck
Still gripping the Tec
Counting money my hand on the check, fuck it
Either way I'm up next
Roll it up imma smoke with the best
I'm loosing my fucking composure
Die in the field like a soldier
Blunt to my head and I'm faded
Sleepless nights demons awaken
Pressure bitch mask up on my face
Feeling cautious move up out the way
Everybody seeming to be fake
Always trying to get up in my face
Lucid mind caught up in the gang
Lost a life don't know who to blame
Feeling like I'm falling out the plane
Everybody begging for the fame
Yuh

Written by:
Christian Zange, Colby Haugen, Zachary Haleblian

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