Looks like I grew up
Tryna save myself from falling out of love with music
Sitting in my flat like "you gotta write some new shit"
I put the pen to pad and my mind is quickly muted
The truth is the schedule I've been living non-conducive to passions I'm imbued with
On top of that, my Masters made me ruthless
Cutting things out that won't advance me as a student
I struggled finding time but I'm done with the excuses
My brother's suicide attempts crumbled the illusion that everything was fine
Feared daily for his life but I'm done with the excuses
I made myself feel numb with anything I thought would do it
Fell deeply in a slump but I'm done with the excuses
I waded through the mud, cleaning up my cuts and bruises
Landed back at square one, then I wrote that 'back in view' shit
I let myself grow happy, put the past in back of view
Shit all came back in view with the note that said you'd do it
My walls came up, my hope dropped down, how could I be so stupid?
Found it harder to believe you when you said you were improving
I need to hear the truth, know I'm done with the excuses
I don't know what to do, my fear rendered me useless
I'll focus back on school, cause I'm done with the excuses
My partner helped me through each moment that I'd lose it
My problems only grew in size and shrunk with every few sips
I found myself a vice, but I'm done with the excuses
I pushed the pain to back of mind and practiced miming everything was fine despite the fact that I've been trapped inside the spiral all-consuming
All I focused on was survival, surely proving that I'm done with the excuses
F*ck
It almost felt like it worked until my father's diagnosis
And I know it could be worse but I'm drowning in emotion
Still got a project to turn in before semester closes
While my whole worldview is crashing down like the waves upon the ocean
I opened up notebooks hoping I could write these feelings down with the same kind of devotion
That I toted years ago, before the floodgates slowly opened
But the same words just aren't flowing
Guess I grew up
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
SeaJay - leap year ii (excuses) Lyrics
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Looks like I grew up
Tryna save myself from falling out of love with music
Sitting in my flat like "you gotta write some new shit"
I put the pen to pad and my mind is quickly muted
The truth is the schedule I've been living non-conducive to passions I'm imbued with
On top of that, my Masters made me ruthless
Cutting things out that won't advance me as a student
I struggled finding time but I'm done with the excuses
My brother's suicide attempts crumbled the illusion that everything was fine
Feared daily for his life but I'm done with the excuses
I made myself feel numb with anything I thought would do it
Fell deeply in a slump but I'm done with the excuses
I waded through the mud, cleaning up my cuts and bruises
Landed back at square one, then I wrote that 'back in view' shit
I let myself grow happy, put the past in back of view
Shit all came back in view with the note that said you'd do it
My walls came up, my hope dropped down, how could I be so stupid?
Found it harder to believe you when you said you were improving
I need to hear the truth, know I'm done with the excuses
I don't know what to do, my fear rendered me useless
I'll focus back on school, cause I'm done with the excuses
My partner helped me through each moment that I'd lose it
My problems only grew in size and shrunk with every few sips
I found myself a vice, but I'm done with the excuses
I pushed the pain to back of mind and practiced miming everything was fine despite the fact that I've been trapped inside the spiral all-consuming
All I focused on was survival, surely proving that I'm done with the excuses
F*ck
It almost felt like it worked until my father's diagnosis
And I know it could be worse but I'm drowning in emotion
Still got a project to turn in before semester closes
While my whole worldview is crashing down like the waves upon the ocean
I opened up notebooks hoping I could write these feelings down with the same kind of devotion
That I toted years ago, before the floodgates slowly opened
But the same words just aren't flowing
Guess I grew up
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Tryna save myself from falling out of love with music
Sitting in my flat like "you gotta write some new shit"
I put the pen to pad and my mind is quickly muted
The truth is the schedule I've been living non-conducive to passions I'm imbued with
On top of that, my Masters made me ruthless
Cutting things out that won't advance me as a student
I struggled finding time but I'm done with the excuses
My brother's suicide attempts crumbled the illusion that everything was fine
Feared daily for his life but I'm done with the excuses
I made myself feel numb with anything I thought would do it
Fell deeply in a slump but I'm done with the excuses
I waded through the mud, cleaning up my cuts and bruises
Landed back at square one, then I wrote that 'back in view' shit
I let myself grow happy, put the past in back of view
Shit all came back in view with the note that said you'd do it
My walls came up, my hope dropped down, how could I be so stupid?
Found it harder to believe you when you said you were improving
I need to hear the truth, know I'm done with the excuses
I don't know what to do, my fear rendered me useless
I'll focus back on school, cause I'm done with the excuses
My partner helped me through each moment that I'd lose it
My problems only grew in size and shrunk with every few sips
I found myself a vice, but I'm done with the excuses
I pushed the pain to back of mind and practiced miming everything was fine despite the fact that I've been trapped inside the spiral all-consuming
All I focused on was survival, surely proving that I'm done with the excuses
F*ck
It almost felt like it worked until my father's diagnosis
And I know it could be worse but I'm drowning in emotion
Still got a project to turn in before semester closes
While my whole worldview is crashing down like the waves upon the ocean
I opened up notebooks hoping I could write these feelings down with the same kind of devotion
That I toted years ago, before the floodgates slowly opened
But the same words just aren't flowing
Guess I grew up
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Grow up
Who gon' wait around for the glow up?
Who gon' drag you down when you blow up?
Who you got surrounding your corner?
Feeling cornered
Wake up every day and I'm boxed in
I don't wanna wait for no top ten
Praying any day imma crop up
Think I got luck but it's not there
Writer: Cian Jentsch
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