The Skies (On Some Days)

I used to count stars, believing That I could count on them​ Long lonely walks at night, looking for answers then​ Never had much green in my pocket Never saw more than 9 bucks an hour for my profit​ Radios wouldn't play me and girls wouldn't date me​ Despite that I think that things have changed lately​ But with my controller in hand, I lived countless lives​ My skills danced across challenges countless times Some say I lie, some say I'm childish I Say no blades, instead let's clash with minds​ Battle of the century, we can call this 'Cuz wars in our memory, caused many loses​ In the last hundred years, gosh many lost it Some for ego, some maybe for profit But, if you're listenin' to this little gem​ You'll be glad to know that I flow unlike the rest of them​ ​ Somedays, the skies are grey​ Somedays, the skies are blue​ ​ ​I could tell a tale about a time in my life When every single thing didn't seem like it was right Workin paycheck to paycheck, I had 2 jobs And every little thing was making me feel like I was lost​ So, I thought, maybe maybe I could find me some love A happy ending like fairy tale, that's wat's up But, I just got over a lady turning me down Full of energy, I thought she'd flip over my frown So I moved on, and guess what? Things got worse My car broke down, I got sick and in trouble at work Looking at the clouds askin' what did I do to deserve All of this, maybe I left someone broken and hurt Then outta of the blue, in a way I didn't expect I met this girl, made my world stop just for a sec Seein' her pretty smile, thinkin' will this last for life Fast forward, now that girl is my beautiful wife ​ ​Somedays, the skies are grey​ Somedays, the skies are blue​ ​ ​Switch the topic, I rock it like mosh pits My words sporadically hit hard as I drop it​ Round 2, I'm a little indifferent They say that's the opposite of love, I say it isn't​ The opposite of love is selfishness Mixed with a bit of pride and self interest So, tell me tell me, what you do you think this is​ Let's call it a gift, the last benevolence That's my name, I hope that you're wearin' it Out 'Cuz people we're in need of it, apparent, yes​ Nothing too soft, nothing too hard Something in between would be nice but so far We haven't really made it, but I'm okay with it Perfection will only come when the new system's bringin' it​ When that day comes, hopefully we make it And never again will we ever have to say this