Zachary Wzorek - Real Folk Blues

I'm tired of trying to live for all these folks who come and then go
I'm tired of trying to smile even though I know I've got zero hope
It's weighing on me mentally, draining all my energy
It's taking all that's in with me, taming all my enemies
But, in recent months I've became my worst foe
I don't believe in much, and that gave room to grow
These demons I've been harboring deep within my soul
Believing in harmony, tipped the teeter toward them
A full on scaled attack, an invasion on my psyche
Locked like Fort Knox, a breech was highly unlikely
Yet again, I was my biggest threat, I allowed them in
With open arms I just pretend, it wasn't gonna be bad
Oh man, how naive I was to believe in trust
Should've stuck with not giving a single fuck

I see patches of reality
The past in one eye, and the present in the other
I'm not doing this to die
I'm doing this to see if I were ever truly alive
I see patches of reality
The past in one eye, and the present in the other
I'm not doing this to die
I'm doing this to see if I were ever truly alive

It seems as so to me for every step I take I'm still in the same fucking place
It seems as so to me I'm not allowed a fucking break, let alone to breathe
There's a crushing pressure of weight on my shoulders now
I'm expected to soldier through the pain without given how
I'm not allowed a crutch, nobody's got the time for it
I gotta bottle up, these feelings wilding out like a torrent
I'm relied upon to keep a strong facade, to bare it all
To carry on no matter what it truly may all cost
I feel the pressure building, not sure how much more I can hold
Any moment now, I'll reach the point of no return and let it blow
I feel like calling quits, to give up and throw it in
What's the point to this? I feel the darkness closing in

I see patches of reality
The past in one eye, and the present in the other
I'm not doing this to die
I'm doing this to see if I were ever truly alive
I see patches of reality
The past in one eye, and the present in the other
I'm not doing this to die
I'm doing this to see if I were ever truly alive

Why the fucks your head down?
I get it, life's cruel but, this shit is worth living
You got one shot, after this it's all done
So, make the best of it
You've been through worse, time and again you have bested it
And, you will do it again
Now show the world what you got
I'll help you carry that weight

Fuck the world, I'm looking down on it now like it's written in the palm of my hand
An ugly little pearl, with its people ready to drop bombs and bring us to its end
It could try to break me, but I'll never stay broken
As much as it chips away my hope, I will never be hopeless
There's a fire in the pit of my stomach, that keeps me going
A dynasty destined to me, a kingdom I'm meant to be growing
I've been through so much too soon in a short life
It came through swinging so fast like 'READY! FIGHT!'
My mom married 4 guys, 5 kids, attempted suicide 6 times
She loved boos, a dumb drunk, beat me cuz I looked like my daddy
Bullied because I was white, and they hated me so madly
A misfit who never fit in, but now my bullies are bumping me gladly

This is your world, you life
What you will is what you have!
What you put in is what this world will put out!
No matter difficult it may seem
Now matter how permissive that wall doesn't seem to be
You'll break through
You are the warmth you need to expel that cold in your chest
You got this

I see patches of reality
The past in one eye, and the present in the other
I'm not doing this to die
I'm doing this to see if I were ever truly alive
I see patches of reality
The past in one eye, and the present in the other
I'm not doing this to die
I'm doing this to see if I were ever truly alive

Written by:
Zachary Wzorek

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