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young chronic - talking to the angels كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]

i woke up at the bottom of the world
i see nothing that i need
i woke at the bottom of the world
believe
and all i found was me
me talking to the angels
i was talking to the angels yeah
mm i was talking to the angels
yeah
i was talking to angels yeah
unveil me

[verse 1]

now how can i bear myself in front of the world?
when all that happens is that we get judged associated with the words
all from the negative side the result is the same
i don’t want to get hurt
it’s the gratification of man that we seek
that’s one desire we exert
i know individuals who pay a lot of money
to get people’s acceptance
because they so wish to be missed and yearned for
in the midst of their absence
and it’s a hamster wheel it doesn’t stop
this behavior ‘s relentless
it consumes your natural sp_ce for growth
and replaces it with flatness
if you have faith, if you’re trying to be ‘like’
then how does god feel?
because he gave you the life unique
only to you unfulfilled
i’m not talking about dna or your genes
i mean, your ideas and your sk!lls
soon as you abandon yourself
then your contribution to the world is k!lled
i’m counting multiple times
that i almost lost my battle with depression
risky behavior ensued
then i started treating it with erections
became unproductive, no music
lost fans and connections
fell at the lowest of lows
the point at which i still have to seize action
and a little reflection
[chorus]

[verse 2]

man i submit, i want to quit
i’m tired of working i want to omit
don’t want to fit, or maybe remit
i’ve struggled enough man i need to permit
myself
whether or not i’m afraid but to keep going on and commit
don’t want to admit
that i’m a starving artist with a lot of good rhymes and a grit
i’m not complaining i gave it my all and i’m out
but still glad i woke up today
the thought of tomorrow and people depending on me
just proves how much i’m afraid
what happened to me man?
i was filled with the drive and the passion that lasted for days
i look in the mirror the spirit is dead
emphatic enough that i’m never the same
fell on my knees, curled up in a ball
before i succeed, i don’t want to die
lack of motivation, onset of depression
it mentally hurts i don’t want to lie
i’m in my twenties but already peaked
i’m so sick and tired can’t help it but cry
only the angels can wipe off my tears
i got to believe and look to the skies
lost is my battle with depression
risky behavior ensued then i started treating it with erections
became unproductive, no music
lost fans and connections
fell at the lowest of lows
the point at which i still have to take action
and a little direction!

[chorus]

- young chronic

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