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letra de wid3 awak3 - mik3y-savag3

[intro: mik3y-savag3 + xavier sorrow]
what am i gonna do?
(feelin’ like a mess, yet again) (again)
cause to be honest
(i don’t really know if i’ma make it)
i’m at a loss for words bro

[hook: xavier sorrow]
woke up!
feelin’ like a mess, yet again
show up!
i still gotta flex if i can
freak out!
i don’t really know if i’ma make it
if i’m still awake
then i guess i gotta chase it

woke up!
feelin’ like a mess, yet again
show up!
i still gotta flex if i can
freak out!
i don’t really know if i’ma make it
if i’m still awake
then i guess i gotta chase it

[verse 1: xavier sorrow]
i just wanna go back where i know that
back track with a backpack bring it right back
and i’m back in the past
flashback to the rap with a track on my mac
i’m a finna go back throwback to the time
that we were mesmerized
i know that time goes by, since i apologized
i miss you by my side, i see you on my phone
i know you know i know
you know i know, you know
i know you love me though
you hate me when you post
i swear i love it though
that means you care to know
cuz i can’t seem to see myself with n-body
reaching for you say i’m reaching for nothing
digital vices i pursue for something
i can’t feel love, but i just need that one thing

woke up!
feelin’ like a mess, yet again
show up!
i still gotta flex if i can
freak out!
i don’t really know if i’ma make it
if i’m still awake
then i guess i gotta chase it

[verse 2: mik3y-savag3]
been, been wide awake
can’t seem to sleep
praying for some peace
still hear the screams
and all her pleas
these demons on me
why did i cheat?
now i’m on my knees
man, i don’t wanna wake up
sick, sick of life and all the breakups (breakups)
every time i think i’m doin’ good
i wind up like a piece of wood
chopped, chopped up and dissected
been neglected
been rejected
guess i’m destined to always fail
its gotten to the point where it’s become expected for me to bail
i was created by, a carpenter, with three nails
why’d he make me?
i’m dead weight
and a candidate for last place in the human race
i been steadily keepin’ pace
but i can never seem to get ahead
plenty thoughts up in my head
maybe i should go and overdose
go comatose and become a ghost
like a soap opera
y-you probably think i’m doing the most
but i just want someone to love me and never let go (never let go)

woke up!
feelin’ like a mess, yet again
show up!
i still gotta flex if i can
freak out!
i don’t really know if i’ma make it
if i’m still awake
then i guess i gotta chase it

[outro: mik3y-savag3]
i don’t know what tomorrow will bring (bring)
but what i do know (what i do know)
if there’s a tomorrow (tomorrow)
then i’m not givin’ up hope (not givin’ up hope)

- mik3y savag3

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