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letra de doubter's happiness - coupen

[verse]
sometimes i sit and think to self like “is this my purpose?”
i have purchased studio equipment, but what if it’s not worth it?
all these verses i’ve been writing while the lighting’s closed of curtains
was just practice, but what’s practice if – you’re not even certain
if you’re gon’ even make it
if life’s gonna change
i swear i fear the struggle, i have seen my mom in the rain with no umbrella
my novella doesn’t shine like it’s gold
not of the special, been told
understand that words get old, but i feel the cold
it’s no champagne, but caffeine in my gl-ss when i’m depressed
when anxiety knocks on door and offers me some more stress
i need less of the complications and more of the constellations
i dreams stars above me in my roof ‘cause the cities take them from us
the band ignored my talent like “y’all ain’t seen me drumming on these drums like i’m cannon?”
it’s too easy, this is nothing for me
but also i have to understand that every man has a plan that’s stuck within their dome until they execute it, but
sometimes they mute it, and i’m almost there
though i’m only eighteen, my life seems like it’s a questionnaire
it’s like why did the next up artist from my state had to p-ss away from lean?
and if my idol becomes my rival is he then my favorite fiend?
i don’t know, i don’t know
and i don’t get around, so i don’t have friends to tell me “bro you’re overthinking”
it’s just me, myself, an i aboard this boat that’s slowly sinking
chains aren’t linking, coffee drinking, never blinking as i stare into this page i’m often inking, and thinking (huh)
how far is too far? it’s with the self who i spar
how far is too far? it’s with the self who i spar (goon)

[outro]
maybe i should throw the pen
do what you said i’ll be best at, maybe then
i’ll ascend, i’ll ascend
maybe i’m, maybe i’m, maybe i’m
maybe i’m too weak for this
maybe i should move on
maybe dreams aren’t really bliss
or maybe i’ll
i’ll ascend, i’ll ascend
maybe i’m, maybe i’m
(oh goon)

[voicemail]
hey son, i’m checking up on you. the other day you seemed a little down when you got back. you gotta keep your head up, everyone doesn’t appriciate your value. doubters are always close by, let them be them. instead, you continue to be great. dreams do come true, it’s gotten you this far, and give life to your dreams, forever

- coupen

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