Zazé - Strange Times (feat. Flex The Antihero & Emerson) Lyrics

Things been on my mind
Demons on my side
Angels in my ride
I been swerving on collide
I been going through some strange times
Strange times
Strange times
Strange times
Yeah
You would never want to vision life
The way in which I do and know it isn't right
What is living if it's killing you
Say I wouldn't let it get to me and then I do
They could look at me and say I'm weak
Even if I was in heaven I would find it bleak
I'm a shell of what I was once
I'm in hell, not well, shit I can't front
Some say suck it up and live
Said that I should give a f*ck I got none to give
Cue the violence and pull the shades
Turn away let me soak inside a sea of grey
It'd be a lie to say I'm satisfied
And I recognize it isn't much of a surprise
You could see it but it feels worse
Tell me what the f*ck you really know about hurt
And I put my life on the line for the chance this shit pops off and I shine
Put at least some bands on the side so in time
I could reach that height where the world could be mine
I'm fine
Fight to keep myself six feet above
They lying
Bitch I don't need you or your love
I'm down and out but see that's on me
I keep it inside cuz I'm low key
Holding me tight until I can't breathe
Can't sleep at night now my mind runs free
When will it pass, can't say I know
Until then I cope, don't let it grow
Well I guess I reap what I sow so I hope I'm meant to be here not below
Things been on my mind
Demons on my side
Angels in my ride
I been swerving on collide
I been going through some strange times
Strange times
Strange times
Strange times
I ain't trying to talk about what drip from my eyes
Don't want talk about my sister that died
Bottle it up in a fistful of pride
Then hammer it down on the bitch that's inside
Come back when the things are good again
Why do good things always have to end
Why do good kids go so bad
When you look up in the past and the real was once pretend
Why do I not do the things I can
Why do I not recognize my friends
While the real ones call and I say miss y'all
Look down and I dodge the call again
Never gave a f*ck about shit that Simon said
Or the law, loose jaw could find me dead
In a world full of sheep so blindly led
Could of chose drugs but I chose to rhyme instead
Back to the boys in the basement
Trying to be a man never can if you don't like bacon
Music only thing we was making
Money wasn't nothing but another problem we were facing
Full of aspirations, saying we gonna make it
When I get my eyes on the prize I'm a take it
Ten years down now I'm stuck on a wait list
Want to feel weightless, why I got to hate this
Hard ass life now it's turned me to atheist
Sick of hard times I was sick of complaining
Sick of myself, sick of being complacent
Work hard never stop have patience
What I got to live by, if I want to get by
If I'm ever fed up with the struggle then I get high
Got to get mine, I don't need an invite
Tell them how you feeling it ain't good to keep it inside
Things been on my mind
Demons on my side
Angels in my ride
I been swerving on collide
I been going through some strange times
Strange times
Strange times
Strange times