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letra de uncoolest - henry taylor

verse 1
in the wake of the fake seems to be my fate
but a life i chase to get out that place
want to set a date but i hesitate
and make mistakes so i lose the race
cause waiting’s, making hating blatant
_hating all the time that i’m wasting
on people i should’nt give the time of day too
yet i stay true, all rhymes i make new
cause im trying to keep up
how can i be enough when i get by with luck
never have enough, never good enough
never have love, i’ve lost all trust
never feel that ive tried my hardest
only time im going hard is when im baring
but bar then i sit back while i admiring
from a far and, its like im sparing
make hit after hit but no one really feels it
so i hide my feelings, and what i have to deal with
it all comes out once im drinking in the evening
hide the lack of confidence ive always lived with
will it stop, once friendsships end
dont want to pretend that im on the mend
time i’ve spent is like money i lend
guess i’ve yet to learn, call it student debt

chorus
why do i try to be cool, when i always
end up looking the fool

(in the wake of the fake seems to be my fate)

verse 2
here we going again
like when i’m going in
emotions, hopeless ,of course its him
if don’t let them out
ill just fall down
it’s happened to my crown
now these jewels are spilling out
like how to live through loneliness
well you can’t, i’m just older plus
i’m completely filled up with hopelessness
yea i’m not holding up
weight of the world on my shoulders yea im trapped
still slept on but no time for a nap
i can’t relax, when your on my back
why should i have to deal with that
but who’s is wrong or right
is it me when i write
or the guy that you like, when i keep it inside
pretend i’m fine but thats all the time

chorus
why do i try to be cool, when i always
end up looking the fool

(in the wake of the fake seems to be my fate)

verse 3
soon ill be gone
can’t let go of the past for long
what do you think the point of my holding on song was
so its time you see, the mockery, ain’t stoping me
im obviously, not sposed to be, cool as
id rather be
foolish, than one of the cool kids
never the coolest, instead i do this
yea this is real sh-t, you couldn’t deal with
been through a lot, i’m a man now
play the voice in my head out loud
if i don’t fit in it means i stand out
till i’m the uncoolest around

chorus
why do i try to be cool, when i always
end up looking the fool

(in the wake of the fake seems to be my fate)

- henry taylor

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