Rushden & Diamonds - Own World

I'm sick of living in my own world
I'm looking for a resolution
I'm sick of living in my own world
I'm sick of living in my own world

Listen up baby
Some times I feel like I don't have enough
Designer watches sport coats cigarettes by Davidoff My life is tough
Two pots of coffee but I'm feeling rough
No motivation just an empty void of priceless stuff
At least I'm buff
Keys to the Rari but I'm still bored
But I might leave town drive around going down right now in the Lambo floored
Hard to be ignored
Need a flight booked to get out the fort
No destination cause my life's stuck in reverse boy Pray to the Lord

Not around if you wanna get down see I'm far outta town when I'm fixing my crown
Not around baby anytime you need me I'm not to be found other then a place of royalty
Anytime I think of wealth I spend a G
Sign a cheque and hopefully its over me 'til I'm back on track on my ATV
Ridin' out to this sound potent poetry
With the most potent potency to keep it going G

I'm sick of living in my own world
I'm looking for a resolution
It's like my face is just a cellphone
I'm sick of living in my own world
I'm sick of living in my own world

I had everything in the world then I left
Headed out west got addicted to stress
Broke my own heart noticed when I woke up
Patched it up with money walked down the stairs and broke up

The finest ever stormy weather on the coast up
North looking for a new source of emotion
Gale force winds coming in from the ocean
Bring me what I want other then what I don't get

I'm sick of living in my own world
My own world
My own world
My own world
I'm sick of living in my own world
My own world
My own world
My own world

MTV is empty
It was tempting me with Bentleys
The entity of my soul is not sold on iPhone C technology or representing me
One kicked down in a motion
Cult culture ain't down to the potion
Bolts rain down like Zeus in a motion
Battery charge that large of emotion
Check the components in this kid
Blood skin bone no microchip
With a microphone and a light skinned bitch
No Tinder hoes no Plenty of Fish
God sent me through this so this is my toast
Fuck what you live for if you is a ghost
I had a little now I got the most
Straight from the gutter and back on the coast
Ugh

I'm sick of living in my own world
I'm sick of living where it's all about me every day
I'm looking for a resolution
I think I'm looking for some others who are feelin' the same
It's like my face is just a cellphone
You rub your finger and my soul is stolen locked up away
I'm sick of living in my own world
Aren't there some others out there who are looking feelin' the same
I'm sick of living in my own world

Written by:
Robert Karl Edward Koch, Michael James Gilbert

Publisher:
Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)

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