Jay Fite - I'm Sorry Lyrics

"I just wanna say I'm sorry, I know I vent a lot in these songs, and I know that that might scare a few people...
Yeah"

Woke up stressed out
Pick up my pen and I jot a few things down
Yes it's violent I despise it
But you know that's how my mind is
Feel depressed put my stress to rest
And I walk in my mind with a bullet proof vest
Take a stroll down memory lane, when I was sane
Then get sprayed by deranged pain aiming at my lame brain laid waste Blank space Same taste poker face winning ace go away Good grades straight A's
Made to race in the face Of angsts, broad day sun rays streaming down bloody blades drawn out
You know I think about what other people think about me
And you know I really care about it
But you know I gotta be myself an I know it's getting gnarly
An I think there's nothing left I think I gotta say I'm sorry

I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
I got out all my pain In every single word I wrote
I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
All these pictures that I'm painting Are like a tight rope
If I walk to far I hurt mind
And I can't get back No matter how I fight
My name is Fite to kinda drive that in
I need my rhymes and I need my pen so
I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
I got out all my pain In every single word I wrote

Some people will Never really get it (Fine)
That's cause you've never been in my mind
You think I'm fine because I smile
Gosh, we haven't talked in a while
Did I tell you I broke down in December?
Was thinking 'bout suicide remember
When I disappeared And I didn't wanna talk
Fine, now you wanna hear let's talk
(Alright) I think I'm called unstable
(Right) But I don't have a label
But now I'm standing, now I'm fine
I put a song out every Friday
That's not how it works i'm not ok
I still have all these things to say
But I am sorry for the way I say it
Sorry I'm insane

I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
I got out all my pain In every single word I wrote
I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
All these pictures that I'm painting Are like a tight rope
If I walk to far I hurt mind
And I can't get back No matter how I fight
My name is Fite to kinda drive that in
I need my rhymes and I need my pen
I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
I got out all my pain In every single word I wrote
I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
I got out all my pain In every single word I wrote
I'm sorry that I'm angry But this is how I cope
I got out all my pain In every single word I wrote
I got out all my pain In every single word I wrote