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sammy warm hands - veterans day كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
the sound of the crowd is empowering
i want to stand tall cause i’m tired of the cowering
i find that i’m hardening
it’s disheartening to try so hard, for so long
offer a quality greater, not just a quant-ty maker
i don’t want to be remembered only to be forgotten later
the monotony of favors, unwavering game face
to placate like a good slave ’til i vacate the premises once and for all
middle finger to the nemesis – i’m sick of it all
whether winter or spring, or summer or fall
i’m over the underachiever, follow the leader mold
bold as love, but i’m filled up with anger daily
had enough – f-ck a manager, my stamina’s fading
voice is straining, will is waning (hopeless)
and so close to folding, but n0body noticed

[hook]
they say home is where the heart is, but that sh-t’s r-t-rded
my heart is in the music, it’s why i’m an artist
put your money where your mouth is, and swallow your pride
f-ck the face in the mirror, tell me whats inside

[verse 2]
i’ve given literally all that i’ve got to give
it’s getting harder all the time to make art live
it wasn’t worth the price i paid for the salary
but the starving artist image is far from a fallacy
we sleep in the car, or the couch, or the floor, or the floor of the car
and who knows were we are, but we’ll get to the next town
we’ll give it our best now
even though our bodies are wrecked from the necks down
what did you expect? how long could it last?
i quit my job for the tour, but that’s all in the past
i’m still pressing the records, i’m still playing the shows
i’m still saying f-ck the kids, but i don’t know…
’cause i spent all my savings, maxed out the plastic
sold half my stuff cause sh-t was that drastic
used up my 401k, and after that
i cashed in my ira so i could rap

[hook]

[verse 3]
its getting more and more difficult to live up to my own expectations
but i know i’ll never give up – i can’t
i wouldn’t know what to do with myself
but at the same time, its starting to really f-ck with my health
i need more days of rest, and it’s harder to decompress
i’ve been going nonstop for so long
that i confess i’m starting to feel a limit to my own strength
it’s been 15 years, i’m still carrying the weight on my shoulders
of everyone who threw in the towel
kinda feels like i’m digging my own grave now
how can i have less to show, when i give so much?
when i work this hard, and people still don’t give a f-ck
i’ve had enough of this me against the world life
maybe i did it to myself and it’s time i pay the price
but it’s all i could do, and every word of it true
i’m doing what i believe in, so what about you?

[hook]

- sammy warm hands

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