Mouse Powell - Two Weeks lyrics
[Mouse Powell - Two Weeks lyrics]
Yeah two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
They bumping that new school I mean new new
That new shit I ain't used to
A billion visit's on YouTube but I
Still can't figure out who's who
Who the fuck am I now?
It's hard to figure it out
Used to say if I made it here
I'd figure a way I could make out
Now I say as long as I'm here
Might as well try to make it count
I want your respect, I want your love
And I want your money in large amounts
This the hundredth song that
I wrote this year
And I hope to hear that applause
I swear to God when my vocals clear
I can take whatever I want
See that opening and I'm going in
And I hope you're here when I'm back
But if you're not just know I tried
And I won't be holding you back good times
You deserve twice as many as I got in my life
Torn between a decision
A destination and a wife hope you're alright
And I hope you're alright
Let's go! Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
I'm shaking it off like an earthquake
Everyday here's my birthday
'Til my phone rings, and I see your name
And I miss home in the worst way
They're bumping uglies no first name
Wasn't thinking bout you 'til the verse came
You all up over my brain
I'm one shot from going insane
So pass the bottle
Hope tomorrow we don't remember today
I'm thinking I wanna start over and
I'm praying to god you stay
It's the change, it's the pain
You can't handle staying the same
They build the lane, you break it down
Now take a look at what you gained
If a fan remembers my name
They remember the show, they
Remember the light, they
Remember my face, they remember the stage
But they don't remember my life
Well then what's gained? What's gained?
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
They bumping that new school I mean new new
That new shit I ain't used to
A billion visit's on YouTube but I
Still can't figure out who's who
Who the fuck am I now?
It's hard to figure it out
Used to say if I made it here
I'd figure a way I could make out
Now I say as long as I'm here
Might as well try to make it count
I want your respect, I want your love
And I want your money in large amounts
This the hundredth song that
I wrote this year
And I hope to hear that applause
I swear to God when my vocals clear
I can take whatever I want
See that opening and I'm going in
And I hope you're here when I'm back
But if you're not just know I tried
And I won't be holding you back good times
You deserve twice as many as I got in my life
Torn between a decision
A destination and a wife hope you're alright
And I hope you're alright
Let's go! Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
I'm shaking it off like an earthquake
Everyday here's my birthday
'Til my phone rings, and I see your name
And I miss home in the worst way
They're bumping uglies no first name
Wasn't thinking bout you 'til the verse came
You all up over my brain
I'm one shot from going insane
So pass the bottle
Hope tomorrow we don't remember today
I'm thinking I wanna start over and
I'm praying to god you stay
It's the change, it's the pain
You can't handle staying the same
They build the lane, you break it down
Now take a look at what you gained
If a fan remembers my name
They remember the show, they
Remember the light, they
Remember my face, they remember the stage
But they don't remember my life
Well then what's gained? What's gained?
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
Two more weeks and I'm home