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letra de hard times - colton brown

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colton brown – hard times

[intro]
uh, lets go, yea

[hook]
hard times, they steady comin’
on my knees, i’m so tired of runnin’
lord knows, i try
do my best, i do my best to get by
but everyday is the same
seems like i struggle in vain
like nothings ever gonna change
and i got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
mary jane and me to blame
mary jane and me to blame

[verse 1]
uh, yea, yea, yea, check it
sometimes i find myself thinking, d-mn, my situation critical
the fact that i’m even still breathin man it’s a miracle
hate to sound cynical, but at times i feel i’ll never reach my pinnacle
it’s like i’m borderline depressed, diagnosis prolly clinical
and i try to break the cycle but everyday is identical
man i’m drinkin like a fish, and i’m smokin habitual
doing all the sh-t i used to say was impermissable
starting to feel, happiness is really mythical
pop a top, roll a blunt, still i’m feelin miserable
everybody got advice, mostly hypocritical
people steady talking, i’m ignoring every syllable
feelin like an underachiever, stereotypical
and how i got to this point is inexplicable
used to feel invincible, now it’s more invisible
but maybe it’s just me and i’m just over–n-lytical…

[hook]
hard times, they steady comin’
on my knees, i’m so tired of runnin’
lord knows, i try
do my best, i do my best to get by
but everyday is the same
seems like i struggle in vain
like nothings ever gonna change
and i got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
mary jane and me to blame
mary jane and me to blame

[verse 2]
see man i really should be doin better, instead of
playin the blame game
before i wind up dead or in the chain gang
walking around chip on my shoulder ain’t a thing changed
i spent too many years blaming all the same things
i blamed daddy, for daddy leaving mama
and mama’s gambling problem it caused a whole lot of drama
i even blamed karma, i blamed my baby mama
but i never once thought that i would blame marijuana
huh, it’s so simple, to let the finger point
let my problems disappear in the smoke from a joint
or the whiskey from my flask, ghosts from my past
always seem to disappear when the liquor hit the gl-ss
as a matter of fact, i’m beginning to see
all the years i threw away feeling sorry for me
feeling sorry i, feeling sorry for we
cause after all, without mary-j, where would i be?

[hook]
hard times, they steady comin’
on my knees, i’m so tired of runnin’
lord knows, i try
do my best, i do my best to get by
but everyday is the same
seems like i struggle in vain
like nothings ever gonna change
and i got whiskey, mary-jane, and me to blame
mary jane and me to blame
mary jane and me to blame

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