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direct (chris greening) - expectations كلمات الأغنية

chorus
i can feel the expectations as my mind produces new music it’s using
inspiration from my old life, fused with muses, excuse this excuse to
use you in my aspirations, at least it comes with some form dedication
made this album while getting my education, now that’s dedication

verse 1
i said i can feel expectations as i think back about five years ago
just starting out in high school, went right to spitting that a capella flow
cause i didn’t know, how to count my bars yet, and although i’m not vet
i feel like i’ll go far in this, but that could be because i’m an optimist
direct again, back in less than, 1 year with an album
ep was supposed to be the outcome, all these ideas got me wondering how come
i wasn’t able to do something like this, self righteous, from the beginning, guess i wasn’t spending
any time listening to feed back, like i didn’t know that i would need that
i was told not to worry about speed on a track, said i agree cause when it’s wack
it doesn’t matter how you attack, you can’t succeed at getting across something deep if it lacks depth, story, or subtext
it’s just getting on a beat and spitting raps, said i wanna have fun and tell complete stories that
do nothing but capture that, cause all i wanna do is capture rap
so here i go, trying not to spit the same flow as before and not repeat ryhme schemes
even though i do it all the time, seems like, all of my projects are in a row like street lights
it was only a year ago, that i was breaking open like pistachios
now i’m shutting this sh-t down like it was already closed, and i’m spitting this sh-t like n0body know that

verse 2
i said i can feel it… there’s so much that i expect from myself
because of the bar i set with these bars i let define me, confining me to a shelf
i’m trying not to deplete in health, but what if i am complete in h-ll
cause that’s the only time songs write themselves, applies to everyone else, not just me
but trust me as i bust these limiting rhymes, i find that it’s disgusting, much like
rusting, matter fact i’m touching, on the subject of never loving… yourself
self destructing, please help, am i nothing? don’t dwell
i’m just a piece of ship sinking, overthinking about everything, wish i didn’t cause
if i didn’t have expectations, then i wouldn’t have to deal with limitations
i hate social restrictions, hope you can hear that in my conviction (repeat that)
if i didn’t have expectations then i wouldn’t have to deal with limitations, what i’m saying is i’m displaying
signs of derealization, treating life like a movie, oh what is this sensation?
why is isolation so attractive? why do i wanna stare at a screen, inactive
why is it so easy to be sad, and so hard to be happy?
why do i ask more questions than i answer? why is it that i feel the way i do?
why does this feeling of disconnection go away when i’m watching a movie? why is it that

- direct chris greening

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