Lyrics Direction - Merkules
Yeah
yeah,
yeah
yeah,
yeah
yeah
C
Lance
let's
go
Every
day
it's
like
a
whole
new
game
But
I
get
nervous
every
time
I
gotta
go
through
change
I'm
24
I
gotta
pull
my
weight
but
It's
hard
now
that
everybody
knows
my
name
That's
cool
though
I
guess
I
keep
it
to
myself
But
ain't
nobody
feel
the
type
of
feelings
that
I
felt
I
put
the
fear
into
my
health
I'd
rather
roll
one
up
Until
that
chain
around
my
neck
is
looking
cold
as
fuck
I
might,
punch
you
in
the
stomach
till
your
shoulders
touch
Ya'll
just
think
I'm
going
crazy
"Merk
hold
your
tongue"
naaahh
Those
days
are
over,
drinkin'
straight,
I
never
chased
that
soda
Thinking
back
when
moma
used
to
scoop
me
in
that
beige
carola
We
drink
corona
by
the
bed
just
never
staying
sober
Wake
up
in
the
am
and
I'm
always
on
that
same
old
corner
Coming
home
high
and
we
would
try
to
keep
the
same
composure
The
back
alleys
all
we
needed
as
a
place
for
closure
Who
knows
that's
how
it
goes
I
guess
I'll
be
6 feet
under
water
trynna
hold
my
breath
Merk
I'm
trynna
pick
my
direction
Sometimes
you
need
a
minute
These
demons
keep
creeping
on
my
shoulders
Take
a
hard
look
at
your
life
and
who's
in
it
These
demons
keep
creepin',
demons
keep
creepin'
I
just
see
right
through
'em
I
see
the
details
I'm
trynna
pick
my
direction
Bad
luck
can
get
you
l-l-listen
to
that
gut
But
you
can
be
a
loser
and
you
wouldn't
tell
the
difference
Now
everything
you
used
to
think
mattered
really
didn't
You
ain't
a
baller
you
a
product
of
the
system
But
you
biting
for
the
bait
when
you
should
be
the
one
fishing
Get
behind
the
wheel
fuck
the
passenger
seat
You
got
the
steering
and
control
and
the
gas
at
your
feet
Look,
you
hear
the
rumours
and
you
let
em
all
consume
you
As
if
it
wasn't
something
you'd
already
gotten
used
to
Boohoo
put
your
big
boy
pants
on
And
drink
another
bottle
but
that
shit
won't
last
long
You
feel
superhuman
when
you
peel
that
cap
off
Every
other
morning
is
the
same
old
sad
song
The
pain
and
the
regret
won't
let
you
take
another
step
You
claim
you
feel
okay
but
in
the
face
you
look
depressed
I
hope
you
hear
this
and
you
go
get
some
help
It's
not
for
you
I
wrote
this
to
myself
I'm
trynna
pick
my
direction
Sometimes
you
need
a
minute
These
demons
keep
creeping
on
my
shoulders
Take
a
hard
look
at
your
life
and
who's
in
it
Demons
keep
creepin',
demons
keep
creepin'
I
just
see
right
through
'em
I
see
the
details
I'm
trynna
pick
my
direction
Bad
luck
can
get
you
listen
to
that
gut
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.