paroles de chanson Right My Wrongs (feat. Kylejames) - Josh Willey

Woah, Woah, Woah
I've been so stressed, need a vacation
Whenever my demons visit, hope they don't stay long
I been calling for help, I hope it don't take long
Whenever they think they right, I hope that they wrong
Apply the pressure, it's fucking with my self-esteem
Stressed out, makes it harder to succeed
Yes sir, yeah I'm stressed out
Try to hit my line and I won't answer
My anxiety, fucking with my triple beam
My anxiety, makes shit harder than it seems
My anxiety, fucking up my chances
My anxieties, I don't understand

They ain't understand me
Why all of my friends like, why can't you be happy
I feel like they can't stand it
I try to be thankful; I can't take shit for granted
I'm like yes sir, ooh I don't understand
Wasn't part of the plan
If I fall God give me your hand
I don't understand that, take that shit for granted
I say fuck being friendly, might lose all my manners
If I had everything I want
I still probably wouldn't answer my phone
Cutoff myself 'til I'm all alone
Answers that I barely know
Answers that I barely know
If I got everything that I want, man it ain't enough
Feel I couldn't be happy even if I had everything

I've been so stressed, need a vacation
Whenever my demons visit, hope they don't stay long
I been calling for help, I hope it don't take long
Whenever they think they right, I hope that they wrong
Apply the pressure, it's fucking with my self-esteem
Stressed out, makes it harder to succeed
Yes sir, yeah I'm stressed out
Try to hit my line and I won't answer

I've been stressing so hard
Need a vacation
I've been lighting bridges
Need an intervention
The casual gaslighting
I'd think I was crazy
Deadlines coming closer
Come here, graduation
Everything I knew was a scam, at best
I see my higher power wants to put me through a test
Them beats and the rhythms
The gun shots and the death
Hold me at gunpoint and then hand me the baggage
I need no fucking chaser with the diet and the stress
My life is just the best when I erase all the begs
The begging for the time but can't be forthcoming
How long should I give it till we try to make amends
The lies are running, truth catch up
Turning nothing into something
The waves washed away
The body from shore
But the ocean's hungry for more
I've been dying for a swim
Haven't seen Horseshoe Bay in a while
No further than knee deep
I know there's no sharks to get me
But I don't trust a thing anymore
I can't trust cerulean seas
Oh the scenes are beautiful
Quick drown is character building
I'm here to write any wrong I've done
But not give my lives for it
No, not a single one