Confessions of a Bourgeois
Next Apollo
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I lost touch with reality, I'm too stuck in myself Couldn't even feel a fucking lending hand for some help I should get my nerves checked, it might trigger my mood It's hard to figure out your fate when you're splitting in two Searching for a gateway, like a hog for some shrooms Yet my confidence is murdered like a demon from doom Maybe I should make a startup, nah I'm too far out the loop Besides I couldn't even haka, I'm too far from the group Lord knows I've made mistakes that I might put in a song Release date that's unknown, I'm afraid of the wrongs All the wrongs that I did would make me look like I'm off When its out, leave the scene, thoughts will start when I'm gone Too many people telling me what is meant to be me I have to keep a distance from everything in my ear Shit got me thinking bout my past, what I could've seen Hoping that won't become what I hate is my fear Working on a project thats too deep into my conscience Even my brain saw my thoughts as nonsense My bars so sick my new name be nauseous We going back to back but this season is off shift I been trying to make something that can one-up Glitch Am I better than this or am i meant to be tricked I will always be focused, I will never flinch Keep on singing when I'm gone, birds chirp like a finch Never got a high five Pass me like a drive-by Either ripping off this shirt Or leave it colored like a tie dye Fight my demons muay thai If lose then bye bye Even if i fight right My case fucked by the zeitgeist Always tryna make something that could one-up Glitch Am I better than this or am I meant to be tricked I will always keep focus, I will never flinch Sing about me when I'm gone, my stories chirp like a finch I always kept it real I put my soul into a track to reap a dollar bill And if there aint no dollas here then we gotta steal And if there aint nuthin to steal, then we gotta kill In this game it gets so hard just to fucking feel Overcoming all these pains that are hard to heal Pop another pill just to wake up in the fuckin monin Mane it hards to stay alive cause im fuckin lonely Yeah I know I gotta girl but she can't fucking hold me Its so hard to phone a friend that fucking barely knows me Besides I'm scared to share my problems with my fucking homies they could switch up like Nintendo, act like they dont know me Paranoia got me searching, everybody around like its surround sound The stress enough to get you shaking like you homesick, outta town Far from home, and make seize up like your mouths foaming And everybody looking at me like they countin on me I hope this makes you feel a way Hopefully you understand the pain thats in my brain I hope these leave you like dank, gripped in a stank face And when you listen 'gain, leave u masked in a blank space This my Last move, clock hit it like Tik Tok And let me leave this mortal plane, catch me slipping and then kick rocks Never flinched from the pressure, kept it rocking like kid rock I did this shit myself, and left that bitch with his six shots
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