paroles de chanson Soul Cries - Jed Yi
I'm
just
a
man
myself
Mortal
is
the
wound
that
I
infect
myself
Excuses
in
my
head
to
protect
myself
It's
easier
to
cope
than
correct
myself
Preach
it
preacher,
I
mean
that's
what
they
say
The
tongue
is
easier
to
say,
but
living
is
the
proof
of
pay
Growing
weary
of
this
everyday
but
drowning's
not
an
option
Even
when
the
voices
in
my
head
steady
mocking
On
the
doors
of
heaven,
steady
knocking
Wishing
for
the
day,
that
I'm
living
often
I'm
running
out
of
gas,
but
I'm
running
out
of
options
Running
out
of
gas,
and
I'm
running
out
of
Leaning
on
myself,
who
else
can
I
be
trusting
on?
The
curtains
come
down,
I
know
the
show
must
go
on
Feel
like
an
Oscar
nominee,
when
they
look
and
asking
me
How
you
doing?
"Doing
great",
actually
exhausted
And
tired
of
the
heavy
load
Lonely
on
this
open
road
Tryna
make
it
takes
a
toll
I
just
need
someone
to
take
a
hold
Shake
me
up
and
break
me
up
and
tell
me
just
to
slow
But
I'm
back
again,
I
can't
commit
to
showing
weakness
I
know
that
if
I
fall,
then
the
sharks
will
smell
the
blood
And
I'm
smarter
than
to
spill
out,
I've
been
raised
up
in
the
mud
I've
been
learning
how
to
hide
my
trace,
I'm
better
than
I
should
So
I'm
running
again,
I
pick
up
and
then
A
blow
on
the
chin,
another
story
of
my
sin
Dotted
ink
with
the
blood,
I'm
spilling
out
slowly
Can
I
keep
this
up?
Can
I
keep
up
the
phony?
I'm
exhausted
To
tell
the
truth
is
I'm
exhausted
But
if
stop
running,
will
I
quickly
fall
apart?
That's
why
I
keep
running
hard
That's
why
I
keep
running
hard
Cause
if
I
stop
I'll
fall
apart
Cause
If
I
stop
I'll
fall
apart
Itching
for
the
love
Yeah,
I'm
fiending
for
that
admiration
Couldn't
get
enough
as
a
child,
so
I'm
compensating
If
I
stop
now,
striving,
chasing,
I'm
too
complacent
Resting
is
too
much,
so
I'm
back
to
grinding,
back
to
baking
I
can't
go
back
to
being
nobody
I
can't
go
back
to
being
nobody
I
can't
go
back
to
the
days
that
I
was
passed
up
by
everybody
So
I'm
running
again,
I
pick
up
and
then
A
blow
on
the
chin,
another
story
of
my
sin
Dotted
ink
with
the
blood,
I'm
spilling
out
slowly
Can
I
keep
this
up?
Can
I
keep
up
the
phony?
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