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Paroles : Hard Times
Colton Brown - Hard Times
Uh, lets go, yea
Hard times, they steady comin'
On my knees, I'm so tired of runnin'
Lord knows, I try
Do my best, I do my best to get by
But everyday is the same
Seems like I struggle in vain
Like nothings ever gonna change
And I got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Uh, yea, yea, yea, check it
Sometimes I find myself thinking, damn, my situation critical
The fact that I'm even still breathin man it's a miracle
Hate to sound cynical, but at times I feel I'll never reach my pinnacle
It's like I'm borderline depressed, diagnosis prolly clinical
And I try to break the cycle but everyday is identical
Man I'm drinkin like a fish, and I'm smokin habitual
Doing all the shit I used to say was impermissable
Starting to feel, happiness is really mythical
Pop a top, roll a blunt, still I'm feelin miserable
Everybody got advice, mostly hypocritical
People steady talking, I'm ignoring every syllable
Feelin like an underachiever, stereotypical
And how I got to this point is inexplicable
Used to feel invincible, now it's more invisible
But maybe it's just me and I'm just over-analytical...
Hard times, they steady comin'
On my knees, I'm so tired of runnin'
Lord knows, I try
Do my best, I do my best to get by
But everyday is the same
Seems like I struggle in vain
Like nothings ever gonna change
And I got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
See man I really should be doin better, instead of
Playin the blame game
Before I wind up dead or in the chain gang
Walking around chip on my shoulder ain't a thing changed
I spent too many years blaming all the same things
I blamed daddy, for daddy leaving mama
And mama's gambling problem it caused a whole lot of drama
I even blamed Karma, I blamed my baby mama
But I never once thought that I would blame marijuana
Huh, it's so simple, to let the finger point
Let my problems disappear in the smoke from a joint
Or the whiskey from my flask, ghosts from my past
Always seem to disappear when the liquor hit the glass
As a matter of fact, I'm beginning to see
All the years I threw away feeling sorry for me
Feeling sorry I, feeling sorry for we
Cause after all, without mary-j, where would I be?
Hard times, they steady comin'
On my knees, I'm so tired of runnin'
Lord knows, I try
Do my best, I do my best to get by
But everyday is the same
Seems like I struggle in vain
Like nothings ever gonna change
And I got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Uh, lets go, yea
Hard times, they steady comin'
On my knees, I'm so tired of runnin'
Lord knows, I try
Do my best, I do my best to get by
But everyday is the same
Seems like I struggle in vain
Like nothings ever gonna change
And I got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Uh, yea, yea, yea, check it
Sometimes I find myself thinking, damn, my situation critical
The fact that I'm even still breathin man it's a miracle
Hate to sound cynical, but at times I feel I'll never reach my pinnacle
It's like I'm borderline depressed, diagnosis prolly clinical
And I try to break the cycle but everyday is identical
Man I'm drinkin like a fish, and I'm smokin habitual
Doing all the shit I used to say was impermissable
Starting to feel, happiness is really mythical
Pop a top, roll a blunt, still I'm feelin miserable
Everybody got advice, mostly hypocritical
People steady talking, I'm ignoring every syllable
Feelin like an underachiever, stereotypical
And how I got to this point is inexplicable
Used to feel invincible, now it's more invisible
But maybe it's just me and I'm just over-analytical...
Hard times, they steady comin'
On my knees, I'm so tired of runnin'
Lord knows, I try
Do my best, I do my best to get by
But everyday is the same
Seems like I struggle in vain
Like nothings ever gonna change
And I got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
See man I really should be doin better, instead of
Playin the blame game
Before I wind up dead or in the chain gang
Walking around chip on my shoulder ain't a thing changed
I spent too many years blaming all the same things
I blamed daddy, for daddy leaving mama
And mama's gambling problem it caused a whole lot of drama
I even blamed Karma, I blamed my baby mama
But I never once thought that I would blame marijuana
Huh, it's so simple, to let the finger point
Let my problems disappear in the smoke from a joint
Or the whiskey from my flask, ghosts from my past
Always seem to disappear when the liquor hit the glass
As a matter of fact, I'm beginning to see
All the years I threw away feeling sorry for me
Feeling sorry I, feeling sorry for we
Cause after all, without mary-j, where would I be?
Hard times, they steady comin'
On my knees, I'm so tired of runnin'
Lord knows, I try
Do my best, I do my best to get by
But everyday is the same
Seems like I struggle in vain
Like nothings ever gonna change
And I got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame
Mary jane and me to blame