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letra de no i can't - noando

[verse 1]
i wake up in the morning, hungover as h-ll
light a smoke, and realize i’m stuck in this cell
everything’s distant, my mom’s on my back
kids in the yard laugh, and it drives me off track
can’t brush my t–th, i’m smelling like trash
hair’s all greasy, no energy, just crash
i don’t do sh-t, and yet i feel weighed down
bills piling up, can’t even move ‘round
i’ll scarf breakfast down late in the night
don’t care if i stay home, life’s outta sight
drowning in booze, claiming i’m living the dream
what the h-ll’s wrong? “you get what you scheme.”
maybe they’re right, i’m stuck watching p-rn
thinking if it’s okay or if i’m just torn
rethinking my childhood, i’m playing with words
waiting for cash, education’s absurd
i’m not in good shape, it’s a nightmare each day
can’t tell friday from monday, it’s all gone astray
what’s my issue? am i lazy or sick?
when you look at me, you see me switch quick
doesn’t matter, can’t even cook up a meal
or change the d-mn channel, just watching the reel
i guess i’ll always live in my own twisted sp-ce
if the sky’s all black and i’m losing my place
[chorus]
“get your ass up!” no, i can’t
“are you going to work?” no, i can’t
“could you clean up sometimes?” no, i can’t
“go see a doctor?” no, i can’t
“find a d-mn hobby!” no, i can’t
“enjoy your life!” no, i can’t
“just end it all, man!” no, i can’t
“well, just do something!” no, i can’t

[verse 2]
another one of those days where nothing matters
whatever happens, i’m born to be shattered?
crawling through life, f-cking dead on my feet
spitting some rhymes, trying to bring the heat
i’d k!ll myself if it meant something more
no reason why sometimes it can’t be a score
grab a smoke and my heart, hoping it calms
but it’s pounding away, like a war in my palms
my wish well’s dry, my god’s got no face
and at the end of the rainbow, it’s just a disgrace
no point in shouting, no one hears me shout
i need someone to spill it all out
went out last night, grabbing bottles to drown
stuck in the bullsh-t, can’t get outta this town
i should probably exercise, get my ass off the couch
but everything’s pointless, it’s too cold to vouch
relatives yelling, “get your sh-t together!”
but what the f-ck can i do? it’s all a cruel tether
everything’s slow, maybe help’s on the line
but to get outta this mess, i first need to shine
i probably pity myself, hearing voices in my head
can’t do anything, not even get outta bed
can’t turn my head or roll a d-mn joint
can’t twist up the mess or clean up this point
[chorus]
“get your ass up!” no, i can’t
“are you going to work?” no, i can’t
“could you clean up sometimes?” no, i can’t
“go see a doctor?” no, i can’t
“find a d-mn hobby!” no, i can’t
“enjoy your life!” no, i can’t
“just end it all, man!” no, i can’t
“well, just do something!” no, i can’t

- noando

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