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letra de could be worse - max maslow

[intro]
i think the lines
you’re afraid of are
all made up

it’s only midnight, i’m tryna do something
cards in my hand, i ain’t bluffing
we don’t have to go far, you can meet me at dawn
run along and far from repercussions, (woah)

i got all my flaws running through my head
99 problems, and they all regrets
wasting my time, overthinking your lies
the divine feminine i wish i never met
(let’s go)

[verse 1]
i, guess that it could be worse
with all the pain and the struggle upon my shoulders
crashing down from the highest highs, landed feet first

yeah the view was so scenic
had me chasing dragons round a thousand houses till my feet hurt
no you wouldn’t believe it
had me breaking bottles smoking reefer till the tree burnt
you’d have to see it to believe it
i, guess that it could be worse, (i guess so)
i hope you concur
from your first syllable until your very last verb
from your first argument until your very last nerve, (i think so)
i, guess that it could be worse
(i guess go, god d-mn, i guess so, god d-mn)
i, guess that it could be worse

[verse 2]
i wake up
feeling like there’s a long day ahead, of me
washing off my sins with shower head
pencil breaking lyrics of filling myself with lead
journals full of hurdles of how i’ve been feeling dead

it’s
the calm before the storm, i’m a natural disaster
a mind full of tears, just covering it in laughter, the
pain comes in waves i’m floating up on my raft
but the square root to my problems is you
the prime factor

i’ve been punching lines in my mind, the root of all evil
took me years just to find myself, we’re not equal
released the first album, tryna make a sequel
soundtracks representing the pain of my people
someone’s else’s pain and struggle really saved my life
pursuit of happiness, a sacrifice
so i guess that it could be worse
my trapped mind writes free words
i guess i’ll stay a little while longer down on this green earth
(i think so)

[hook]

[outro]
no wonder why your feet hurt
carry boulder by yourself, no help, all stealth
living in h-ll how the h-ll do i get out of here
i guess that it could be worse

- max maslow

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