paroles de chanson Night Owl - Repea

I got a lot of fake friends, I hold on to them
I know for sure I should've first let go of them
If I stop them before they hurt me then
Why am I so scared of losing them as a friend?
When I was younger I promised myself not to grow up
To not be the teenager at dinner to not show up
To always be excited and to never slow up
But I look at myself now and think "oh fu"
I know a kid a knew since was both children and five
We used to do everything together, some brotha vibes
Now I'm lucky if we see each other even outside
I would do anything to go back to those old times
My mind be playing tricks on me, though after thought
Be friends with him, get with her, how about not?
Telling me to do things that would really mess me up
But I guess that's just a normal part about growing up
My life in general
Friends are forgettable
Family forever ho
Why am I different Though
First, drop the testicles
Then drop the decimals
Spend all these hours ho
Writing these lyrics bro
This is a miracle
Get to be musical
Bedroom recording though
Lights off and lanterns low
Take out my notebook oh
Write out what keeps me low
Keeps me low
Let's talk
Technology is killing us, but we can't live without it
Depression and mental health is rapidly declining
Because of social media, we find ourselves lying
Saying we are fine with judgment but then spend the night crying
Everybody thinks they're strong, they're the king
When they say what they want but only behind a screen
In reality in person, we are all truly weak
But saying shit away from others keeps you nice and clean
You've killed your mind to live in social media, a fantasy
Anything that your mind can makeup, you will believe
The body on your floor might as well be reality
And you just simply sit and watch your conscious bleed
Depression and mental health is rapidly declining
Because of social media, we find ourselves lying
Saying we are fine with judgment but then spend the night crying
Everybody thinks they're strong, they're the king
When they say what they want but only behind a screen
In reality in person, we are all truly weak
But saying shit away from others keeps you nice and clean
You've killed your mind to live in social media, a fantasy
Anything that your mind can makeup, you will believe
The body on your floor might as well be reality
And you just simply sit and watch your conscious bleed

But maybe a song specifically dedicated to how you feel at this exact moment
Who knows
It may help you leave this hole you're in
But give me a call back
When you get back from the studio
Peace