Versifyer - Close To Me

Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
I can't have anything
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
Yeah yeah
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
I can't have anything
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
Yeah yeah

Can't let nobody know me-I'm fully-attached to lonely days
And can't nobody hold me-I slowly-back up inside my head
In my notebook unloading-the only-thing really there for me
The tension in me growing-not knowing-if I can make a way
Hey...make a way...I can save the day
Go throw on a cape and take the game away l-came to stay
I've paid for plays and braved the pain it's takes to make a famous name
I've honed my craft and staked my claim-myself no help I take the blame
For this shit-I've missed it...I'm bout to thrive just listen
I've laid out my intentions...keep people at a distance
A mile or two-if I get through-the static-I'll be different
I'll have a pot to piss in-and I can drop the mischief
Just admit it...attachments get you hurt and I'm not with it
I'm pissed that...there's so much pain but I keep up my vengeance
Against a...system built to take in and imprison
People's lives to profit off 'em-that's why I won't let 'em-get too

Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
I can't have anything
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
Yeah yeah
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
I can't have anything
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
Yeah yeah

It's easier this way....your shadows out to getcha
If you ever grip pay...that pay comes with a dick to
Sit and spin on its cray-I don't need the lip games
Pucker up to someone else cause I'll reach out and hitcha
Mmm...yeah-ya boy really bout to do the thing
Mmm...yeah-but what do the haters do with fame
Mmm...yeah-you wonder if all your friends are fake
Mmm...yeah-they really just out to get your name
Gotta keep the windows up and I keep the-doors-locked
Gotta stay out them clubs because the-whores-watch
Gotta keep them fists up incase the-whole-spot
Gets poppin off with bullshit get ya-chrome-cocked
Or maybe I'm just paranoid-the world is on some chill shit
Maybe things just scare ya boy-and I can come and kill shit
Without a fucking worry over-any of this real shit
But I won't have no problems though-if I don't have to deal with 'em

Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
I can't have anything
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
Yeah yeah
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
I can't have anything
Close to me
Close to me
Close to me
Yeah yeah

I've been patient
Now im driven
I've been dying
Now I'm livin'
I've been wasting
Time I'm given
Let me tell you
All what's this is
Really about-call this a-procrastination of greatness
Really in my-head it's exasperation and anguish
Comin out instead-as a track the-haters can bang with
And get the people feeling-what they been dealing with ain't it
Such a bitch that pain lives-in what we create with
But if it wasn't in our songs then what would we relate with
I sabotage myself with thoughts like this and I can't take it
Anymore I'm done with my shit this is why I can't get (close to me)
This is why my names just
(Ghost you see)
Gotta work to claim whats
(Owed to me)
Before I hit the grave they'll
(Notice me)
(Hopefully)

Fuck it.
I can't sing for shit anyway.
I fucking hope they don't like it.

Written by:
JOHANNA DEAN HALL, JOHN JOSEPH HALL, DON SCHLITZ

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid

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