Marc Vinyls - Window Sill lyrics

Well, I guess I'm at the end again
Back to breaking down on benches
Guess I've grown to feel nothing
And it seems nothing hurts the broken

I’m all alone I know
Got em hating on the kid everywhere I go
I always feel the pressure to put on a show
My mind is always racing
And my speech is slow yeah
Now I’m in the back of your mind
As you hear these words start
To trickle down your spine
Just sit and unwind
And dig so deep so you can find
What will one day allow you to shine
I said I’m shining ass titty signing
This the new climate
When you busy flying private
I’m twenty four years old
Realizing I'm not there
Still I stay looking up to the goats top tier
If I’m not in the
Conversation then stop there
Mama once told me that
Sometimes it's not fair
If you count me out then
Homie you just lost there
I'mma stay elevating only with the top care

Well, I guess I'm at the end again
Back to breaking down on benches
Guess I've grown to feel nothing
And it seems nothing hurts the broken

And they just wanna know why
The world ain't know ya
A bit of time’s past but I still need closure
I just wanna spend my isolation all sober
All this pain here I don’t
Wanna hear I told ya
I don’t wanna hear I told ya for real
My mind stay slipping
Why the beat stay hitting
And I stay wishing that things were different
Forced to self reflect through
This travel restriction
This our mental health that
We all here risking so I stay fishing
For something to fulfill
Myself through these times cooped
Up by the sill looking out the window
Watching all the rain
Ain't nothing but time on my
Hands guess I can’t complain
I guess I can’t complain
Guess I can’t complain look

Well, I guess I'm at the end again
Back to breaking down on benches
Guess I've grown to feel nothing
And it seems nothing hurts the broken