Ollie, Annamarie Rosanio - Blessings lyrics

Hey, Ollie
Just listened to the songs with everybody
Group was all here, and uhh i don't know
Man really don't know this direction
Why don't you give me a call back
And we can all talk about it?

I hate to say it but it kills me
Gives me more reason to lose sleep
Every mess I've made
And if I tell you that I'm hurting
Would you hold me 'til it all ends?
Help me count my blessings, baby

Yeah, missed calls and my family funerals
While suit's and jackets judge my new
Songs, say they ain't suitable, ha
As if they know the type of music that pops
'Cause most these label artists need
Marketing dollars or flop
That's the difference between us
I did this all on my own
Don't need a room full of writers
I put my pain in these songs
While they flashing their checks
Rapping about money, sex, i'm in awe
No wonder kids are depressed
This game affecting us all
It's funny everyone's upset when
You speaking the truth
But I won't stop spilling my
Guts inside of this booth
'Cause to us this is more
Than just some lyrics
This reality, the struggles every single
Day we live with, like

I hate to say it but it kills me
Gives me more reason to lose sleep
Every mess I've made
And if I tell you that I'm hurting
Would you hold me 'til it all ends? (Yeah)
Help me count my blessings, baby

Lately, I've been drowning in stress
I spend all of my time inside
Just playing beats on my desk
Hate saying these next words
But I've been feeling depressed
Have trouble dealing with some issues
Bottled up in my chest
I guess pouring myself in music's
The only way I cope
So much more than these clever
Songs y'all think are dope
I really lived every fucking line
That I ever wrote
And chose to share the story
So I could inspire hope
Now it bothers me hearing
All of this mainstream
Cookiecutter, it's been the same
Since my late teens
'Cause to us this is more
Than just some lyrics
This reality, the struggles every single
Day we live with, fuck!

I hate to say it but it kills me
Gives me more reason to lose sleep
Every mess I've made
And if I tell you that I'm hurting
Would you hold me 'til it all ends?
Help me count my blessings, baby