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letra de i'm like mike/let alone - maniacal j

(verse 1)
this goes on and on trying to change
look ahead of me it’s not in range
life is speeding by quick like a train
i can’t get rid of all of this pain

it settles in my brain the demons eat away
all my good thoughts it’s like a stray
it comes in quick and makes you pay
for the feelings but i’m not okay

all this sad sh-t i’m getting so tired of it
i can’t give it up i just throw a fit
trying to let go of everything sick of this sh-t
f-ck i think i just need a f-cking hit
lemme think back on some of this motherf-cking stuff
i tried once to get myself very tough
i quit it all thinking i was outta the rough
but i guess i just couldn’t f-cking trust

(chorus 1)
i sit in the dark all alone me and i
i look at myself in the mirror in my eye
in favor of stopping this pleasе say aye
i’m a singular person i’m like mikе

(outro 1)
another night gone to sh-t again all thanks to you
i only get a few hours a night maybe it’s just two
i need help but i can’t ask i guess i’m just screwed
i’m a sad little motherf-cker who doesn’t eat food

i come to you with my help but the j just doesn’t seem to heal
i sat with the devil again and i made myself a deal
he asks me while i get down on a knee and i kneel
what do you need me to do none of this even is real

(verse 2)
i think to myself all alone every single (night)
i just wanna sleep it off i don’t wanna (fight)
you tell me i’m not good enough and i f-cking (cry)
so i stay up every night and i f-cking (try)
to make my music better and better and it doesn’t work
i stay up and work just to fail to get my perk
i try by thinking back to the guy that was a f-cking jerk
but i stop writing because it all f-cking hurts

it’s so simple to learn but i have all this depression
i thought one day i would have a simple profession
i think i’m gonna burst again with all this suppression
we just need to stop all of this godd-mn f-cking oppression

i wanna be in the game i wanna be getting fame
i just don’t wanna be selling my soul to the f-cking devil
i smoke a bowl hot like a kettle i’m in the rain
i will not settle for a small level changing like a bevel it’s a pain

(chorus 2)
sometimes i reminisce on my past life
thinking that i’ll always live with this strife
i think to myself while i hold a knife
i won’t ever live with someone let alone a wife

(outro 2)
done with the herb right now i’m just (drinking) [drinking]
staying up all night fighting these (demons) [demons]
(let alone a wife)
wanting to make a milly in my sleep i’m (dreaming) [dreaming]
thinking of what i can do i’m really just (thinking) [thinking]
(let alone a wife)
thinking about making something of my life without making a secret
maybe change up this music sh-t i’m really just thinking (thinking)
(efiw a enola tel)
live in my own little world celebrating with my little miscrit
maybe it’ll stay the same i stay up every night just drinking
(efiw a enola tel)

- maniacal j

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