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We never wanted to talk about it
afraid that our talk would get us labelled for crazy talking
and suddenly you’re the talk of the town
and where did all the talking get us anyway
because talk of the Devil and that motherfucker still appears on your shoulder
They say a problem shared is a problem halved
but when I tell you about the way my Daddy died it didn’t bring him back
When I tell you
I’d like to bring him back just to kill him again
you back away from me like I’m the scene of the crime
I don’t see you around so much and I know it’s because I admitted to much
became a puzzle you could never compete
and no-one wants to hang around with someone who’s mostly broken pieces
We never talk about it
preferring to communicate with body language
which is why when I say
come over tonight
what I mean is
losing myself in the folds of your flesh
is the only way I know how to talk about it
When you come back with blood on your fist
because you punched your fears into another mans face
it was the only way you knew how to cry about it
It’s easier to live in the loud scream of someone else
than in the silence of your own self
The men I know
never made friends with silence
they know the sound of 3am sirens
of the word no
and how it echoes back at them
of pint glasses smashing and the exact sound of a skull cracking
the men I know
say silence is the sound that goes off just before the guns do
before you have to run to the front line
stand shoulder to shoulder
men in a line
biting tongues and spitting out lies
just to keep a version of a man alive
this is what a man is
hold the line, hold the line
you’ve watched men hold lines all your life
Stand in them swallow them or sniff them
it doesn’t really matter
you’re all holding onto something that isn’t real
the only line you ever really saw
was the one your friend used to cradle his throat
before he snapped his own neck and hung from the end of the washing line
and his open mouth is a silent scream you can’t stop hearing
The women I know
never made friends with silence
they know how loud a baby can cry when it’s hungry
what the debt collectors knock sounds like
how promises make the loudest sound of all when they break
The women I know
say silence is what they do when he wraps a hand around their throat
because anything else will make it worse
they know how to bite tongues and swallow refusals
as they listen to their footsteps pounding concrete floors
run faster, run faster, run faster
they can’t always run fast enough
and then their own screams become a sound you can’t stop hearing
So no
we don’t always want to talk about it
but silence is only golden if you can afford it
we
we can afford small talk and pillow talk
we talk shit and double talk
smooth talk and trash talk
fast talk and talk dirty
we keep talking the talk
talking shop and talking big
we talk to our girls and run it by our boys
wait for someone to straight talk and talk it over
and yes it might be cheap talk
but it’s cheaper than therapy
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2. |
Nothing Wrong
02:43
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[Intro]
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
Aha
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
[Verse 1]
There’s no I in denial and I can’t find one in smile
why the interrogation
why am I on trial
why ask the question
you know you won’t like the reply
look I’m trying it ain’t my fault everybody keeps dying
I should be used to it by now right?
death’s a part of life
I ain’t sighing I ain’t crying I ain’t lying
I like lying
here
I’ll open the blinds in a while
at the moment I’mma hide because I’m tired of prying eyes
kiss the daylight goodbye as I gaze at the night sky
until it’s time to rise half asleep but wide eyed
baggage?
What? No…
that’s just my storage pile
it’s more a place I keep things to remind of simpler times
we can talk a while but first
here’s my shoes
walk a mile
I’ll walk a mile with a smile while denying I’m in denial
addicted
ridiculous I’ll stop anytime
I’m fine
now pass a line
its five I got work at nine
[Chorus]
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
I’m telling you I’m fine don’t worry about a thing
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
‘Cos everybody’s got something that they can’t forget
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
Yeah I’m telling you I’m fine don’t worry about a thing
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
Just let me be now
[Verse 2]
My thoughts got the sharpest tongue
being me far from fun
comments you can feel free to fire off your smartest one
I guarantee you my response will be the darkest one
planted seeds in hatred now it’s time to harvest some
the apples all fell from the tree
I ain’t the farthest one
poetry in my soul
I really am my father’s son
hurting so badly now I’m hurting those around me
isolate myself so now it’s me myself and I
but I can’t stand myself
and me won’t even try
resist change when presented
resent it
even when it’s for my benefit I’m stubborn and pig headed
I ain’t changing shit
you can’t make me click edit
what I’m supposed to dead it ‘cos you read a thread on reddit
forget it
there’s more chance of my account being in credit
or accounting for decisions made knowing I’ll regret it
an addict
that acted like a naughty kid and kicked the bricks
the easy bit
it’s dealing with these demons I’m uneasy with
[Chorus]
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
I’m telling you I’m fine don’t worry about a thing
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
‘Cos everybody’s got something that they can’t forget
There ain’t nothing wrong with me
Just let me be now
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I rise to the top no surprises in stock
keep your eyes on the clock ‘cos it’s time that you watched
it’s my spot
I’ll stop when my heart does
keep it moving forward force drive like a spark plug
start-up destination high as fuck
getting there by any means I swear this guy could fly a bus
I keep a residence in vestibules of sound
and best of all I’m set to pull the motherfucker down
bare hands on the rubble sifting through with no survivors
spitting jewels touch the mic and do a midas
home ain’t where the heart is
it’s where I start shit craft hits full of bars over hard kicks
your rents due I got the statement on the lot
evicting where you’re living and I’m changing every lock
replace them with grenades turn estates to a bomb site
I made it home safe at the end of a long night
If home is where the heart is
what happens when home gets ripped apart
and you’re outside starkers
locked out heartless no simple answer when I’m asked this
regardless I write my hardest bars in the darkness
chaos
my partner filled the hole where my heart fit
shadows from the past left me silhouettes to dance with
fuck a body when I’m done this one’ll be my last track
pen a slow burner leave it hanging like cigar ash
old me would take a beat and line it with regret
now I’m coming back in fashion like I’m vinyl and cassette
I’m rhyming with the best time to place your highest bet
I’m worth the weight of gold enough to Trump a Puerto Rico debt
the world’s a Facebook thread
all I see is idle threat
no bag of fucks to give only cases of Tourette’s
but I’m trying mindfulness
so if I’m losing you its only cos the beat from Mr Edison has got me all delusional
A pint of lager
a dark club a punch up after
laughter
a heart to heart at the bar plastered
words discarded
regret I never mastered
my Fathers tongue that I’m a bastard from
what if he passes
is it gone do I lose half of how I’m crafted
the seeds we planted see they lasted far beyond the garden
they’re not ours
well only in our heads and hearts
where we start where we are how we start a path
it’s not the bricks it’s the hugs that you give
when your lips make the words that will settle me quick
it’s not the mortar it’s the way I hold my daughters
a love immortal disregards walls and borders
I lay my hat in many places
you couldn’t trace it
I get complacent
should savour all the things I’m graced with
they are my making
you couldn’t take with any bailiffs
I’ve reached my haven
I feel it looking in their faces
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4. |
Let Me Go
03:28
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Will you never let me go
I tried to please you so
common sense should tell us that we're through
Introduced by a mate way back in ’98
like fate you were handed to me on a plate
an intoxicating scent
the feeling you create
you showed me love when all I felt was hate
improved my mind state the only one who’d relate
to this sadness inside I could never seem to shake
before you I’d rather be asleep than awake
you never let me break no way my best mate
they say I changed
you're bad news
stay away
the same ones told me shut up no one knows what to say
the only one who stayed
all I need is you
what do they know
they don't make me feel the way you do
no remorse how I come across is par for the course
loss after loss lost in loss a lost cause
friends whinge
it’s frightening the sight of these things
but we carried on regardless ‘till nightly we’d binge
Will you never let me go
I tried to please you so
common sense should tell us that we're through
Will you never let me go
I tried to please you so
common sense should tell us that we're through
One text or call away you crept in my days
came home to you waiting at the end of the day
a recluse I became locked away I remained
an excuse you became to reduce all the pain
you encouraged me to write
express and vent
as time went on to a lesser extent
we’d argue a lot we were more on than off
‘cos resist I cannot reconciled on the spot
using line after line we connected the dots
to the point I missed out when opportunity knocked
in my mind I’m justified no rule I must abide
I’m right fuck you
all advice was brushed aside
on the fence
nah
choose a side we must collide
lies we devised till my life you customised
left nights out
only us tonight
common sense where you been
why you just arrived
Will you never let me go
I tried to please you so
common sense should tell us that we're through
Will you never let me go
I tried to please you so
common sense should tell us that we're through
It’s been months
why am I still pining for you
why do you do that thing to my mind that you do
why everywhere I look there’s reminders of you
I’m still finding what you left behind in my room
rewinding my mind to times that you guided me through
but I grew
from those defining times we knew
it’s over I broke it off for good last June
I don’t owe you a thing still I’m in debt to you
meeting after meetings
that's when I knew
and admitted the truth
I’m addicted to you
we did everything together
treated you like a spouse
all the times I picked you up or had you dropped to the house
never able to relax when you’re late or not about
made me so paranoid I couldn’t even leave the house
gave me self confidence and doubt
I could never work it out now I know we could never work it out
Will you never let me go
I tried to please you so
common sense should tell us that we're through
Will you never let me go
I tried to please you so
common sense should tell us that we're through
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Cheaper Than Therapy
03:40
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Knee deep in memory
they keep on telling me
no need for dwelling
they’ll sell me a remedy
don’t speak ‘cos men are we
are we friend or enemy
believe in the melody
it’s cheaper than therapy
Way back in ’97 I’m surrounded by aggression
got a heavy weed obsession and I’m missing every lesson
a young mind I’m hiding behind highs
school last thing on my mind now I’m a problem child
they got me writing lines and not the kind that rhyme
the kind that keep me behind
a waste of my time
my life’s falling apart but what does that matter
as long as I’m punished and your ego ain’t shattered
don’t try deconstruct it I’m a labeled disruptive
no one gives a fuck so fuck I’ll live up to it
detention, suspension always on report
no support always told it was my fault
why can’t you just be more like your sister Paul
straight A’s in school
I’m not my sister fool
teachers never asked if I was ok at all
fuck school fuck the rules fuck the world fuck you all
Knee deep in memory
they keep on telling me
no need for dwelling
they’ll sell me a remedy
don’t speak ‘cos men are we
are we friend or enemy
believe in the melody
it’s cheaper than therapy
All this is is therapy there’ll never be a better remedy for me
they’ll never see however we forever be writing out of necessity
for serenity
if it wasn’t for this therapy you would of fucking buried me
I’m my own worst enemy but when it’s my pen and me
and I’m digging in my memory I’m penning all the energy
stemming from me never being free
to vent this mentally
everything preventing me the very thing propelling me
when will they let me see some clemency
I’m writing my legacy
while depression pressing addiction needs re-addressing
lesson the highs and lows
signs of conditions I know
but how am I supposed to know
I never been diagnosed
the system let me down so many times I gave up hope
I was never allowed to let it out so I could grow
so when I get that feeling grab a pen and let it flow
it’s cheaper than therapy and the only way i know
Knee deep in memory
they keep on telling me
no need for dwelling
they’ll sell me a remedy
don’t speak ‘cos men are we
are we friend or enemy
believe in the melody
it’s cheaper than therapy
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6. |
Masks [ft. Miss Yankey]
03:16
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The space between audience and actor
the only thing between me and my main detractor [myself]
a staged play
keeping reality at bay
in the wings watching the story unfold
untold whispers echo
no crowd roars
the final curtain draws
my pens nectar silently leaks applause
appear standoffish
‘cos what if they find out
I’m not this rock
I ain’t got this
I drop it
scared to plant seeds ‘cos mini me will still be me
so adopt this mask
this part man part will not miss
in theory when this argument ends I won’t be here
so expect no synopsis
I’m all for truth but I’m starting to feel like I’m explaining myself
been so many me’s I don’t know which me to leave on the shelf
Each stages possibility feels like infinity limits me
find fluidity in solidity so I live in a soliloquy
saying words I never heard
so don’t ask me why I’m saying them now when back then no-one was around
don’t complicate simplicity
the minute we diminish we leave the vicinity
escape captivity into a world of ability
I’ve encountered too many enemies to not keep my armour close
I guess these karmic ghosts were just looking for a body to host their broken souls
this house has re-homed spirits that roam roads that no-one knows
as I travel the less travelled my tangled shackles unravel
I tackle the gravel in an endless pit of fucked up feelings
I’m locked inside my freedom
lost inside rhymes with no reason
sometimes I get scared demons might creep in whilst I’m sleeping so
I burn my candle at both ends
keeping my mind running over matters that no longer matter
I’m shattered
but I can’t drift into dreams at night
Instead I fight the tiredness
I’ve learnt to function whilst I’m wired I’m wireless
A.I, artificial I, fake me, AC
I mean
how can I stay on task if I don’t protect my energy?
you can’t make me shut down the system that saved me
this is not my mask
this is simply the shards of my past
reminding me to protect my soles from their broken glass
These masks we wear to protect ourselves
two face, faceless, face masks, take off
I'm sick of wearing a mask, I ain't Stanley Ipkiss
more characters in my legacy than Stan Lee
once upon a time I couldn't stand me so
I hide behind the crest of a shield from a family forgotten
rock bottom, nights hold memories from days of the dead
I pray for the day I am free from this cemetery of thoughts
some clemency of sorts, reality distorts
this mask no longer owns me
I'm so used to being lonely
now I feel like you dont know me
maybe we should talk
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Love the way some days I’m happy feeling blessed
hate some days I can’t help but feel depressed
love the way writing gets it all off my chest
but some day’s I hate I just can’t seem to shake the stress
love the way they spout hate
could care less
hate the amount of people I've seen laid to rest
love the way life always puts me to the test
hate the way these fucking fatal thoughts manifest
love the way I fought through always did my best
hate some days I can’t think straight
head a mess
love the fact I don’t feel the need to impress
hate the fact I care
whether more or less
hate the fact I know I shouldn’t but I drink to excess
descend the pen to page
where I confess
live for the moment
extract the worthless
I hate the fact I’m intact except my purpose
[Sometimes] I feel so alive
[Sometimes] I can’t even try
[Sometimes] I’m wondering why
[Sometimes] I’m even alive
[Sometimes] I can’t even feel
[Sometimes] I’m not really real
[Sometimes] I’m not who I am
[Sometimes] I’m not even a man
No no no no no no no
oh sometimes
only sometimes
Committing sin, breaking laws I’m not who religions for
cold heart fall apart when I begin to thaw
frost bite my soul
we never win some wars
I lost sight and control like American gun laws
by amending one clause they can press unpause
a world all about views
why the vision so poor
all this grief all the time where’s the peace
where’s the line
walls and borders we define build them only to decline
I miss my crutch
I told you I’ve been man enough
justifying why I’m down
it all gets too much
sometimes it’s hard enough getting up
let alone try and find the energy to pretend to give a fuck
the lesson in depression is the only gain is loss
relationships as long as stones that roll and moss
alone without a cross
atone sober at a loss
fighting some kind of never ending end of level boss
[Sometimes] I’m not even here
[Sometimes] It’s not even clear
[Sometimes] sometimes I’m so true
[Sometimes] you can see right through
[Sometimes] I struggle and try
[Sometimes] I cry and I cry
[Sometimes] I struggle through tears
[Sometimes] and the road’s so unclear
[Sometimes] I can’t bear the road
[Sometimes] I can’t bear the load
[Sometimes] I can’t carry on
[Sometimes] I’ve been struggling so long
[Sometimes] I just wanna give up
[Sometimes] It just all gets to much
[Sometimes] I gotta be strong
[Sometimes] I gotta carry on
Only sometimes
Yeah
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8. |
Don't Give Up [ft. Y.A]
03:34
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Y.A
I closed my eyes and opened them and still felt in the dark
my thumbs twitched and my palms itched as I searched for a spark
I only felt alone, I only knew unknown
my heart was filled with hurting and that hurting felt like home
light dimmed, no light in, the darkness of my soul
my soul cried and I died as I tried to fill a hole
I tried to feel whole, in the pit of my sorrow
I only felt a nothingness that made me dread tomorrow
until I saw my shadow
and that meant that there was light
I wiped my eyes and dried my cries and that meant there, in sight
was a source like starts so bright
for I see now in my darkness
when you were shaken upset
when you only feel your heartache
you can only feel regret
in your emptiness your silhouette
marks an outline of the line between the light and the darkness
so in my darkest times
I began to see
that the light that I was looking for
was the light left on in me
See I know you’re tired and you feel like you’ve lost the light
see I know it hurts and you feel like you’ve lost the fight
but I know you know that inside you will be just fine
don't give up
it’ll be alright
I know you’re tired and you feel like you’ve lost the light
see I know it hurts and you feel like you’ve lost the fight
but I know you know that inside you will be just fine
don't give up
it’ll be alright
Looking for answers where I can’t find words
write them down
following the in crowd made me frown ‘cos when in crowds it’s hard to stand out
a million things to say I struggle every day
my dark has no light
its pitch, only notes are suicide, ripped
but when my light shines it’s so bright it shadows any doubt
if I could turn back time I’d tell me to be me
relentlessly, no apologies or backing down
fuck turning a frown upside down
I’m taking the world and turning it inside out
every turn topsy turvy all the hurt got me swerving
but every word keeps the fire burning
some days I’m tired and sick nothing ever seems to fit
I wanna quit but
I know it has to be ok
for in the end
there is no beginning
so
where do I start
I know you’re tired and you feel like you’ve lost the light
see I know it hurts and you feel like you’ve lost the fight
but I know you know that inside you will be just fine
don't give up
it’ll be alright
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Isolation & I
03:34
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Isolation and I
we’re friends
used to be best mates
been on and off since sixteen but he’s been back in my life of late
the only one who really knows me
the only one who’s been there at the lowest points
and highs
shared lines, beers and joints
spent so much time he’s reflected in my eyes
look closely, you can see
When no one has answers you stop asking questions
some things a text book can’t fix
the world doesn’t make sense
it makes me wanna hide
stay inside
when someone offers help I still say I’m fine
weeks of isolation to performing in front of crowds
panic attacks mid poem
they think it’s Fisky just playing around
not knowing my heart feels like it’s about to explode
mind racing, thinking about all the drugs that I’ve taken
early mornings, face placed in the basin
effects on my body and why my mind’s shaking
isolation ‘till my mind is actually aching
Broken and broke
hopeful but hope won’t pay rent mate
I can’t work a job I hate where I have to be fake
I was someone else for so long
this mask you can take
Sometimes we just wait
Sometimes, this depression I can’t counter it
I was the old me so long the new me’s starting to feel counterfeit
to the point my minds a broken abacus
you can’t count on it
Bear the weight
Plans in motion but standing still
for now, stay still
still, where there’s a will
the way will be clear
old ways their heads rear
remembering that day you broke
looking at that spot on the floor
the same room
the same mirror you didn’t recognise your face
so many times you answered the phone to death
sometimes a text or a Facebook message sent
the heights you’ve reached since
the lows that followed
sometimes I wish the ground I walk on was level just once
Messages get no response so you stop sending them
this picture they imagine but don’t paint
don’t say your inbox is open if it ain’t
everyone’s too busy
until it’s too late
put others first because
second place feels safe
drink and drugs on my mind
too much time to think
can’t un-see things in my mind
see them when I sleep
when I blink
so I stay awake
thinking about drinking
the only reason I don’t
is because I can’t afford to delve in
an idle mind invites the devil in
all it brings is pity to revel in
it’s hard to differentiate
so sometimes
we just wait
Use the space
Create
Sometimes
We just wait
Use the space
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Take a moment to close your eyes
Take a deep breathe
Breathe in through your nose
Breathe out through your mouth
Picture yourself in a place where you feel safe
Picture yourself in a safe space
Do you feel calm?
Relaxed?
Secure?
What can you see around you?
What is it like to be there?
Are there any smells?
Are there any sounds?
Is there something you can touch?
As you're taking that space in
Imagine that someone comes to you and gives you a bag
You open the bag and you put every worry
Every anxiety, every little thing you're stressed about into that bag
Take a moment to feel how heavy that is
This is what you're carrying every day
And that's a lot
You can always go back to it later
But for now we're going to leave that bag here
You can always use all of these anxieties
All these worries, all the little stresses for your art
You can use them to create something beautiful
Like a poem or a song, whenever you feel ready to process them
Whenever you feel like you can think about these things
They're here
But for now we're just going to leave that bag and walk on
Take a deep breathe
Feel how nice it is to not have to carry that
Feel the freedom on your shoulders
Feel the lightness
You're safe, you're ok, you're here
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I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
When there’s no more pain
Yeah I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
When there’s no more pain
Yeah no more
I believe you can get your life back on track
I believe what what you put out is what you get back
I believe there’s no limit success you can achieve
I believe the right path paves the way to belief
I believe we can break free of confinement
Realign self with our highest excitement
In alignment, re-define what I’m fine meant
I believe so now I’m living what I dreamt
Fine to vent but try to write with intent
Rid life of torment and the scent of descent
Surround ourselves with love and people we can laugh with
That’s the only way for us to get the right path lit
I believe you should never argue with a half wit
Never was the smart kid but I hit the mark with
Bars from the heart, scars leave a mark to remind of the past
But no more living in the dark, peeking out a mask
No shame in needing help, ask
No seeking comfort in arms of what was
Posting blogs until our mental health unravels because
Insta Gods advertise a comfort that don’t exist like travel lodge
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
When there’s no more pain
Yeah I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
When there’s no more pain
Yeah no more
I believe you can get your life back on track
I believe what what you put out is what you get back
I believe there’s no limit success you can achieve
I believe the right path paves the way to belief
I believe my eyes were closed to see
Harsh reality brings a vivid true clarity
You want to hear a pattern of a lost boy in a battle of loss rattled off?
Check my back catalogue
Writers block now the only time I’m ever at a loss
You won’t find me in a church, synagogue or mosque
But I believe losing faith is the reason I was lost
I believe inside us all something resembles God
Show love, why not, take a bit of time off
Gloves off, tie knot, this is my sign off
Detox from the powder, shots and these rocks
Close calls had one too many like three socks
These locks what stop the devil when he knocks
Weak shots, please stop, come on we got lots to celebrate
Tell a mate I’m here to elevate
Hate can’t lead you up the garden path if you leave it at the gate
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
When there’s no more pain
Yeah I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
I believe
That there’ll come the day
When there’s no more pain
Yeah no more
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more no no no
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12. |
Thank You [ft. Flo]
03:28
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Being thankful
is something that I’ve incorporated into my life on a daily basis
When I open my eyes, I mean the first thing I do when I open my eyes
Is I say I’m so grateful for being able to wake up
because I know so many people didn’t
When the sun comes up
I'm so thankful
Times get rough
I’m so grateful for every day in every way
When I’m giving up and you’re showing love
You don’t have to
I got to say thank you
I want to say thank you
Two words I never say enough
Two little words that can mean so much
Thank you to all those in my life I can trust
The one’s there when the times got a little tough
The ones I let down but you put and propped up
I know round the edges I can be a little rough
Broke down, re-built from the ground up
Those who kicked when I was down and I needed a hand up
I ain’t fully healed yet, you can still get fucked
But thank you, you opened my eyes to so much
I rose through my fall, stood tall, I don’t duck
Capricorn traits, I’m stubborn as fuck
But all that really means is I’m never giving up
On either me or you, quitting isn’t in my plan
So if I offer you my hand that offer will always stand
But you have to want to change
That much I understand
When the sun comes up
It’s so thankful
Times get rough
I’m so grateful for every day in every way
When I’m giving up and you’re showing love
You don’t have to
I got to say thank you
To everyone I grew up with, hi, it’s been a while
I had to move on I still hear my mothers cries
We had some good times reminiscing brings a smile
Bitter sweet but it’s still D-Side until I die
The place that broke and made me
I’m hopeful maybe one day we may see me face what plagues me
An eighties baby, the nineties raised me
The naughties taught me
Who’d of thought that trauma would have brought me
The tools that I needed to support me
So thank’s if you ever had a kind word to say
Reached out, sent a message, shown love in any way
Took the time to view, interview, review, remix
Play tune or two or download from iTunes
Bought a ticket come through the mom stage is for you
I’ve been a problem child since I tied my shoes
Now it’s time for solutions, salute, thank you.
When the sun comes up
It's so thankful
Times get rough
I’m so grateful for every day in every way
When I’m giving up and you’re showing love
You don’t have to
I got to say thank you
There’s so many tiny little things that cause such
Irritation or pain or heartache
To be not in that moment
And not to be suffering that for me is so blessed
And that gratitude and that gratefulness for me
Just gives me the energy of life boy
Keep your head up, stay positive and don’t worry about anything man
Everything always works out in the end
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Fisky London, UK
Fisky is a Poet, Rapper, Public Speaker, Founder of Mind Over Matter and member of London’s #Flopoet collective mentored by
Natalie ‘The Floacist’ Stewart.
Writing has always been Fisky’s therapist. He draws on his twenty years lived experience with addiction and depression to raise awareness and process his own struggles.
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