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Testo della canzone Survive (Huntr), tratta dall'album Survive

Survive - Huntr

I can't hurt myself, anymore
I can't shake this hell anymore
I done tried, I done tried
I done tried, I done tried
But I can't shake the walls
Can't shake em

Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul
Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul

Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul
Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul
(Survive)

Woke up laying next to my thoughts with my heart in my palm
Stressing out over life, I need to be strong
I am having trouble with who I am, I don't know what this is
In and out of reality don't know what's real
I've been confusing pleasure with righteous decisions
It's either everything I want or God and religion
I'm hurting beyond the surface, can't ask for forgiveness
I feel terrible as fuck trying to renew prescriptions
When all of my tattoos is written from scripture
I'm hiding everything I am when you take my pictures
Don't fucking judge
I ain't a had coffee in five days
Or smoked a cigarette since I through my pack away

Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul
Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul
(Survive)
Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul
Will my will my will my will my
Will my will my, soul
(Survive)

They told me life is a precious thing
Well, who life is you talking about?
Restless nights I haven't slept in hours
I'm trying to practice self-love
But I ain't mentally there
To sacrifice my own well being for people ain't rare
I put everybody before me, even when life isn't fair
Tell me the value of life alone when nobody cares
Why I am here?
Why I am breathing?
Why I am hurting?
What am I feeling?
Do I deserve it, Nah
It's so hard for me to sympathize with socializers
Feel like I'm socializing with a synthesizer
They say the world needs ya power is what I been told
Being so self absorbent, that shit getting old
I can't just brush what happened to me right under the rug
I gotta open up more, I don't know who I might save
Man, I eat from the tree of life ain't no fucking around
I stopped drinking on the couch to raise the bar up now
Put your chin up in the sky, can you feel it now?
Close your eyes and beat your chest, you the hear that sound?
Ain't no chairs left in my way for my dream to sit down
The only gamble that I take is my stake in the ground
Let all the cameras flash
Let em catch up to my ass
Because I finally understand who I am now



Credits
Writer(s): Gilbere Forte, Boris Likharev, Nicholas A Audy
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