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letra de do you wanna be free - j.west

stuck, that’s where i’ve been
up in my head
clouded with sin
i’ve been thinking lately, got some sh-t i really need to do….
is it cool if maybe i just speak with you?

i know why i’m depressed
laying in bed, don’t wanna get dressed
i know the source of my pain
think my whole life i’ve been living in vain
living the same
as every one
and so i come undone
when i see art and creation
cause i feel like if i’m patient
i could take part in amazing
the faces across the nation
and i think that’s what it means to be inspired for real
when i don’t act on my dreams then i down spiral for real
can i aspire to feel, a sense of purpose and will
without you…

without you judging the person that i’m becoming
i stopped going to cl-ss, admitted that it’s not for me
stared into the gl-ss and this music sh-t is just all i see
i don’t know much, but i’ve always known myself
and trying to stifle p-ssion ain’t good for my mental health
if i stomach all the fear i could swallow and follow
a previous generation into tomorrow
sorrow….

i don’t know freedom
i’ve been scared to leave the ground
numb as i’ve become
it still really wears me down
who did i let you convince me to be?
finding your finger prints all over me
i got some things left that i wanna see
i may not be sh-t but i will be free

look into my eyes, i’ve experienced your pain
that is what connects us and means we are both the same
we’ve probably shared thoughts without knowing each other’s name
we’ve probably shared problems not knowing we are to blame…

a slave to apathy
i hear my dreams laugh at me
while i’ve been p-ssing time a lot of younger people lapping me
wonder if they knew love in ways i never did
i think of how fast i grew up, afraid to be a kid
i never made a real attempt to ever find my happiness
instead i worked a 9-5 and in my head was rapping sh-t
i’m living in my daydreams, but what’s it take for dreams to die?
what happens to me if my dream’s my only reason why?
everything is pointless if i’ve nothing i can leave behind
swear my family’d be afraid if they could ever read my mind
cause i would rather die today than go on without even trying
this sh-t ain’t life anyway, so what’s the point in even lying?

- j west

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