Bazzi - Conversations with Myself lyrics
[Bazzi - Conversations with Myself lyrics]
Sometimes I wonder why I'm even here
Or if I have the strength to persevere
Sometimes I feel like I’m somebody else
Who's going mental with they mental health
Sometimes I wonder if I'll die alone
’Cause lonely people tend to
Have lonely souls
Sometimes I think about a younger me
If he'd be proud of the man he sees
I guess I'm rich, I made it out my town
I played in front of thousands
You know I shut it down
Look, little Bazzi, I'm living out our dreams
Mama cry every time we on the TV
Got a fancy car, we got a fancy crib
And you couldn't even dream of
The girl that you with
Remember all your idols and the
People that we love
I met 'em at a party, we was all doin' drugs
We's all doin’
Jesus i think I need, I think I need some
Jesus rich enough and sad as fuck, I’m
Lonely oh, I am, I am, I am, I'm so
Lonely
I’m the man, I guess I am, but I'm still
What's funny is
Is my whole life I thought making money
And being praised would give me
Some kind of happiness, and
I wanted those things because I
Was concerned about what everyone
Else thought of me I wanted to feel loved
I wanted to feel accepted and then I
Realized that I could never feel
(Jesus) anybody's pain or their happiness
I could only feel
Mine and the car (Jesus) , and the house
And the fame never made
Me feel anything except separated
(Lonely) and intoxicated
And honestly kinda grossed don’t get me
Wrong (I'm so lonely) nice things are fun
I like nice things
But you just can't base your human
Value on them, because at the end of the day
They don't mean anything if I'm not happy
I'm a sad guy in a nice
Car if I don't have any
Real friends or family
I'm just a lonely guy in a big home damn
Or if I have the strength to persevere
Sometimes I feel like I’m somebody else
Who's going mental with they mental health
Sometimes I wonder if I'll die alone
’Cause lonely people tend to
Have lonely souls
Sometimes I think about a younger me
If he'd be proud of the man he sees
I guess I'm rich, I made it out my town
I played in front of thousands
You know I shut it down
Look, little Bazzi, I'm living out our dreams
Mama cry every time we on the TV
Got a fancy car, we got a fancy crib
And you couldn't even dream of
The girl that you with
Remember all your idols and the
People that we love
I met 'em at a party, we was all doin' drugs
We's all doin’
Jesus i think I need, I think I need some
Jesus rich enough and sad as fuck, I’m
Lonely oh, I am, I am, I am, I'm so
Lonely
I’m the man, I guess I am, but I'm still
What's funny is
Is my whole life I thought making money
And being praised would give me
Some kind of happiness, and
I wanted those things because I
Was concerned about what everyone
Else thought of me I wanted to feel loved
I wanted to feel accepted and then I
Realized that I could never feel
(Jesus) anybody's pain or their happiness
I could only feel
Mine and the car (Jesus) , and the house
And the fame never made
Me feel anything except separated
(Lonely) and intoxicated
And honestly kinda grossed don’t get me
Wrong (I'm so lonely) nice things are fun
I like nice things
But you just can't base your human
Value on them, because at the end of the day
They don't mean anything if I'm not happy
I'm a sad guy in a nice
Car if I don't have any
Real friends or family
I'm just a lonely guy in a big home damn