Текст песни Sorrow - Greenfield

Yo, got so much bullshit regret in my veins
I'm not even eighteen, I'm too young for this shit
Lamented my position at the bottom of the food chain
Lemme tell you, mothafucka, it's a new day
No more friends, cuz if you lose one, that's heartache
No more blind love, that shit will tear you a new one
You gotta keep it cool son
Cuz you know heat rises like a beluga
Gaspin' for air while you're passin' it by
Starin' out the window from the passenger's side
Crash in the mud, and you choke down a sigh
Sacrificed brotherhood to hold onto pride

Feelin' sorrow, feelin' sorrow, got me face down
Miss my old dogs, miss my greyhounds
We saw life through the lens of a playground
Smoke pot by the swings, but the bass loud
Feelin' weak in the knees, we were spacebound
You played Shady songs, I played with fake rounds
You had twenty bucks on your paypal
I had a dime and desire to be made proud

Seems like yesterday we celebrated through the weekend non-stop
Our friend in common's birthday, we had many a shot
We partied at my place, called 2 ubers to my spot
We were on our way, feeling great like at the top
Took a right up on the freeway, we were headed up the ramp
Heard the screeching of a wheel, like on the brakes somebody slammed
Turned my head over my shoulder, then I saw a swerving lamp
Sound went like a thunder, hit them on the side
Car came outta nowhere, and it hit my friend's ride
Spun outta control, I saw a thousand pieces fly
Friends and I got out the car, quickly ran toward the site
I tried yanking on the door, but you were locked away inside
Fallen to a slumber from which you I couldn't pry
I pulled and I pulled with all my strength I had inside
I pulled and I pulled 'til the firemen arrived
But it didn't change a thing, I guess that was your time

Reminiscing on my past just hurts me more
Regret has struck me to the core, I'm just a burning torch
Complacency in life is what I'm lurking for
Still, I ain't satisfied with a perfect score
Fear of taking action 'cause I know future me is looking back
Should've scraped my shoes when I was at the welcome mat
It's "shoulda, woulda, coulda" I'm tryna keep my head intact
I'm ready for my future, I already got my things all packed
It's always boo-hoo me, but I did this to myself
I can't feel happiness without feeling guilt
The competitions rising and I don't know if i can catch up
Yet I muster all the strength to get up and chase a mill'

Feelin' sorrow, feelin' sorrow, got me face down
Miss my old dogs, miss my greyhounds
We saw life through the lens of a playground
Smoke pot by the swings, but the bass loud
Feelin' weak in the knees, we were spacebound
You played Shady songs, I played with fake rounds
You had twenty bucks on your paypal
I had a dime and desire to be made proud