Trowa Beezy - Optimisim

We get tired of those same things
Praying times change
Hoping hearts and mind can follow
When things look strange
Fighting through mundane
I can't forget the name, we just want some peace for tomorrow
I left stressed came back fresh, who would have guessed
That my mess wasn't for less, I passed the test
Battle Scars for proof, Look at The Word for truth
The courtesy of it all, is that you can find it for you
Mixed up, slipped up, I promise I won't stay down
Too many days I lived, and all I ever did was lay around
I can no longer play around, It's winning time I got to
Me against myself, any concern I have is not you
Make a way for later, savor favor when it hits
Prayed for times like this after digging my own ditch
At first the paper was the motivation I insist
Peace is the real reason, without its hard to exist
Hard to imagine
You got to lead with love while you got the heart of a savage
Noble quest to go and be very far from the average
But you too worried 'bout money and status
And don't think money can fix all that collateral damage
A new era, all the thought I have can't fit into it
You grant me more of your time, then I can get into it
Take pride in your struggle because you living through it
This the outlet from the outset, I breathe this music
See the growth that comes from consequences
I'd rather build a bridge over raising some fences
I pray you forgive my minor offenses, I hope there's time
Give grace for anything major, I won't withhold mine
I could never shade a thing, I want to see you shine
I would never trip you up, i love to see you grind
And if I lost it all, the next time would be the right one
If you fall call my line, if you got the right one
We get tired of those same things
Praying times change
Hoping hearts and mind can follow
When things look strange
Fighting through mundane
I can't forget the name, we just want some peace for tomorrow
I left stressed came back fresh, who would have guessed
That my mess wasn't for less, I passed the test
Battle Scars for proof, Look at The Word for truth
The courtesy of it all, is that you can find it for you

Written by:
Christopher Wallace

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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