DRIPS prod. MIRA by Ezio Miller Lyrics

Drips down my cheeks
Creating puddles underneath
No ice dripping down my wrists
This faucet drippier than me
I wipe my face
I clear my eyes, a couple times
I try to sleep
I'm always tired
I'm always judged because I’m short, they think I’m weak

They never listen when i speak
They never hear me when i scream
They call me stupid when i preach
Wish me bad luck when i dream

They try to brеak my self esteem
I refusе to be belittled
My pride is shrivelled
They think I’m eziotistical
Crack this riddle
Between a rock and a hard place
I'm in the middle a little brittle
Fragile package
With some damage
I got baggage

I can manage
A fear factor, I face the challenge
If I lose my balance
Being intoxicated with an 8th of a gallon
Excuse me
Drizzle me with salty looks like savage
I'll evolve into a griffin with talons
Never happen?
You probably right
I don't got the looks, I got talent
Perfectly imperfect
Holding onto the magic