Текст песни Rude Awakening - Kala

Used to have my
Forehead on the window of the backseat
Daydream about the life I live right now
But this don't feel like those daydreams
Having panic attacks when the lights out
And I'm still stressed when I wake up
Ain't no days I don't worry 'bout a paystub
Day's go by but I don't learn patience
I'm waiting
I climb and I jump but not high enough
You had your chance now your times up
Work hard but you can't buy luck
You can get on your knees but you can't buy love
Got a little more money these days
Still can't afford to give one fuck
If it ain't 'bout the money or the art
Then I must ask that you don't speak up

This was supposed to make me happy I don't feel that way
Makes me question all I want will I end up the same
Overworked underpaid losing track of days
Everything is different but I still don't feel a change

Feel a change
Don't feel a change
It all feels the same
Don't feel no changes

This don't feel like those daydreams
Make me question all the dreams I got right now
Will I end up with the same thing
A man whose outlet stressing him out
A man who puts work over friends
I start to reflect I blame it on stress
I saw they were throwing a party
I ain't get an invite or even a text
Nowadays am I that hard to be around
I'm not who I was in the past
If I did get an invite probably
Would of left early if I went
Can't stop thinking 'bout my next home
Thinking 'bout my next single and my next show
Can't seem to let go
Overworked underpaid on the payroll
It's all flying around in my head
Got so much to do on my day off
Telling myself we'll be alright
Okay if you say so
Then again what do I know
I'm just speeding through life with my eyes closed
Smile for the camera swerving through lanes
Just tryna dodge potholes
Where we headed
I don't know
I guess I'll just wait 'till we crash

This was supposed to make me happy I don't feel that way
Makes me question all I want will I end up the same
Overworked underpaid losing track of days
Everything is different but I still don't feel a change

This was supposed to make me happy I don't feel that way
Makes me question all I want will I end up the same
Overworked underpaid losing track of days
Everything is different but I still don't feel a change

Okay
Hey
Yeah
Let me get one sip of my tea

Highs and the lows
Hooligans and the Whoah's
Man I don't really know
I'm just here for the ride
I don't care where we go
Can we please drive slow
Time flying by and I'm losing control
Stuck in my mind
Am I alright I suppose
We can go inside
But I'm fine in the cold
Things change so fast
You can say one word and I just start to crash
Got something good and its gone in a flash
Tryna slow down the time just to make things last
I hate how you got this power over me
Peace of mind feeling towers out of reach
I'll be overthinking for some hours at least
Whats the point of these fields if the flowers are deceased
Highs and the lows
Things come and they go
I regret a few things that I chose
Moving forward and still got my eyes closed