CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Clouds
Yeah, yeah, aye
Lately I’ve been sick of livin
Nobody knows how I’m really feeling
It’s my own grave I’m fillin
Yeah I’m try not to give in
Every nights a struggle
I just want someone to cuddle
So emotional drained and I’m tired of it
Haven’t been happy since the six grade
No ones hittin up my phone
Lately I just feel alone
Want people to care but they just don’t
I’m so far from home
Ever since I moved from Carolina
Life just ain’t the same
Bro I’m done being a nobody
I’m gotta earn my name
Wear a smile every day
But it’s not real
Wanna be something
But first I gotta learn feel
Again
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, oh, oh-oh
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, oh, oh-oh
Oh yeah
I forgot
If you need me I’ll be crying on the floor
Looking at the door
Hoping someone comes in
To comfort me and keep me warm
Nah f**k that
Rather go and drop a fast track
Speeding down the road
You already know
I’m bouta gas that
Suicidal thoughts every night
B*t*h I’m pa** that
I don’t wanna die
But I cannot stand to live like that
Shout to my childhood
I really miss that
PDJ we brothers
You know that I only spit facts
Keep it loyal to the ones I love
And my god above
Sometime I just slip away
Sometimes I just get enough
You know what it feels like when your doubted
And your minds so f**kin clouded
At the end of the day
When we part our ways
I’ll be the one with the last laugh
Cuz Ima hustler
Choice my own path
Don’t you tell me sh*t
When I make it
You can stay back
Either way Ima make it outta' here
And Ima take the real ones
That were there for my tears
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, oh, oh-oh
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, Mmm
Lately I’ve been sick of livin
Nobody knows how I’m really feeling
It’s my own grave I’m fillin
Yeah I’m try not to give in
Every nights a struggle
I just want someone to cuddle
So emotional drained and I’m tired of it
Haven’t been happy since the six grade
No ones hittin up my phone
Lately I just feel alone
Want people to care but they just don’t
I’m so far from home
Ever since I moved from Carolina
Life just ain’t the same
Bro I’m done being a nobody
I’m gotta earn my name
Wear a smile every day
But it’s not real
Wanna be something
But first I gotta learn feel
Again
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, oh, oh-oh
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, oh, oh-oh
Oh yeah
I forgot
If you need me I’ll be crying on the floor
Looking at the door
Hoping someone comes in
To comfort me and keep me warm
Nah f**k that
Rather go and drop a fast track
Speeding down the road
You already know
I’m bouta gas that
Suicidal thoughts every night
B*t*h I’m pa** that
I don’t wanna die
But I cannot stand to live like that
Shout to my childhood
I really miss that
PDJ we brothers
You know that I only spit facts
Keep it loyal to the ones I love
And my god above
Sometime I just slip away
Sometimes I just get enough
You know what it feels like when your doubted
And your minds so f**kin clouded
At the end of the day
When we part our ways
I’ll be the one with the last laugh
Cuz Ima hustler
Choice my own path
Don’t you tell me sh*t
When I make it
You can stay back
Either way Ima make it outta' here
And Ima take the real ones
That were there for my tears
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, oh, oh-oh
Reminiscing a lost love, oh, oh-oh-oh
Waiting for the phone call, Mmm
