I dont know anymore by T3nacious Trip Lyrics

I never know what to do when someone looks me in my eyes, a look of disappointment, from someone who’s more experienced and wise, sometimes I try and act like I know a lot, but really I know nothing. The thought of being alone puts a sickness in my stomach, it hurts, and that’s a feeling I have often, since my mother left me, I’ve fucked up and forgotten, but I’m not complaining everybody makes mistakes, but you’ve used up all your chances, give me a fuckin break, my father and my grandmother raised me. I feel they’ve done a good job. Creating a part of me that will forever be, But I feel I’ve let them down, and sometimes I wanna say I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I know I’m lazy, and know I could be doing better. I’m so damn busy floatin, in my dreams, like a feather. And dreams are just a waste of time that’s what some people told me. You gotta kiss a lotta ass and know a lotta people with a lotta money. But my dreams, psh, my dreams are something they’ll never take from me. I’m just waiting on my moment. And I know that it’s coming but, I grow so tired of waitin, how much fuckin longer? With each blink of an eye, another day rolls by, my new love fucks another guy, and I get a little less stronger. And you don’t have to feel sorry for me, I don’t expect sympathy. Cuz the world is my craft, I gotta take what it has given me, and mold it, into something to call my own, find someone to love, and a place to call home, but that’s not just me that’s what everybody wants. And that’s why I find our situations, pretty fucked up you see, everybody wants it but not even half the people get it. So when they don’t get it, and you try and get it, they judge every move you make and all of a sudden they’re a critic. They tell you that you can’t and you should probably quit it. A lot of people do because they’re affected by opinions. But what can words really do if you don’t believe in what they say? I should know, I go through that shit like every day. People are like Jayden since when did you go gangster? You’re not black. You’re a fake. You’re a jew. You’re a wangster. Really? I’m not black? Well damn thanks for pointing out the obvious. The last time I checked, gangsters talk about guns and shit. I’ve never claimed to do any of that. This is life, I have fun with it. I have no idea when I’m going to die. So each day, I run with it, and at night I lay awake thinking really deep thoughts. A lotta times they’re so deep I sometimes find myself lost. In scenarios I imagine, a lot of times I think the worst. And I never give out my trust, because trust if a fuckin curse. If you give your trust out, eventually you’ll get fucked. And I know all about that, and it really fuckin sucks. When your true belief is that love and misery go hand in hand. Beautiful women take advantage of an honest man. That is, if men don’t take advantage first. You see no matter what you do, you’re gonna end up hurt. But it’s not all negative sometimes I’m optimistic. When it comes to my music I take my all and I give it. And I’ll do whatever it takes, just to say I did it. Cuz I happen to think I’m a genius, so clever and so witted. This is all I’m good at, this is all I know, and ever since I was little I just wanted to be the star of the show. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Do I deserve that much attention? My teachers didn’t think so. They handed me detentions. They told me I was stupid because my mind worked differently. I hope they see me one day rapping like are you fucking kidding me? But at that point they change and pretend like they always knew it. People piss me off in fake tongues they speak fluent. Lies leave this world so corrupt and so ruined. That’s why I refuse to tell em’ I'mma show you what the truth is! I hope my words have made you think, and if you didn’t know who it was, it was probably for the better, the lights are off, flip the switch up