Текст песни _Grounds_ - Christian SkyDeck

200 bands in my name
Still broke as hell
Lose some friends
They came and went, I wish them well
These problems could've sort themselves
If you just inhale and breathe
I'm half awake, you'd be surprised
Protect your pride and peace
Working overnights check to check
I'll be out soon
I crammed in free time
To make a call way past noon

Am I really in the mood though
Weed smoke all around my school (Rollin')
I don't bother, take a hit (No)
You won't even catch these signals

You are my hope for the future
This beauty that's so brilliantly uncalled for

I think I need to go right now
With the more I know
And I'm told that "I'm way better where I am"
There's too much time within myself
As every minute goes
I'm hoping I could fly right outta here
Than keep my boots on the ground

My consideration lacking, barely reaching out to any (Uh)
Tremble laughters in the air from paranoia varies (Uh)
No one cares if you're happy (Uh)
We need saving from ourselves
Songs on these shelves
Catching Splinters in the air
Toss me a shell
'Finna boot up, refrain my mind like a Dell
Rollin' too deep like Adele
10 toes to the ground, not from hell

You are my hope for the future
This beauty that's so brilliantly uncalled for

Hummus kept my ground
Aza kept me grounded
Cousin at Atlantic City in a hotel room
Watching landscapes and the water
Don't forget where you come from
Spittin' game like my sinus fucked up
Who needs a hero on the screen
Looking like you just to see one?
Buy into the culture while you're on your own
You could've been one

You just might crumble my reasons
Keep that energy for the season
I know you got it kid