Would U ft. MyGuyMars & Garren Lyrics

They told me life was

Sunny days over numbing pain

The light always shining another way

It's so blinding in here, I'm burning up

Lost potential in a certain son

So instead of telling them the issues

I bottle and overflow the cup

They never gave me a way to say how I'm taking in days

But they sure as fuck told me to take it daily right

Cut me off when explaining and so again

I keep it in and dig it deeper

I can't take another rainy night

Pops was never home

Pops up in the distance

Glock shots'll hit your dome where I'm from

Still I lay my head at night with peace

Hit up women on the phone

Just to lust her before I sleep

And honestly I feel out of place trying to tell you this

But I just feel you trying to cut in with your own opinion

Before I even finish saying what I'm trying to say

I got to get away

Take a step away

Pouring up the pain

Before I go insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Maybe I'm insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Maybe I'm insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Or maybe not, or maybe not

And in this modern time

I think the problem is

We like to glorify our issues

As excuses for our fuck ups

Fake depression everywhere

Now everybody stuck up

Thinking all the shit they're going through

Is realer than it really is

That's why I feel I can't explain how I go deal with shit

Shut myself up, 'cause no one wants to hear it

Unless I got a following

Or buzz behind the hollow things

I do and fake the sorrow for attention

To complete the insecurity

Y'all really shallow and you trying to show everyone

So how I'm supposed to get help

Who am I supposed to talk to

Who's going to open up to me

I know that it's not you

Would you even listen or pick up if I had called you?

Hmm, I know you probably wouldn't

You like to hear yourself more than you know you probably should and

That leaves me all alone inside an idle mind

And that's the worst place that you could leave a friend behind, but you still do

I got to get away

Take a step away

Pouring up the pain

Before I go insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Maybe I'm insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Maybe I'm insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Or maybe not, or maybe not

They say everyone's a product of their environment

And I'll admit that I'm proof of this hypothesis

'Cause I was raised in a mixing pot where it's hot as shit

And claustrophobic feelings make it hard to do the simple things

We filled with PTSD and crippling anxiety

And to top it off all these older folks don't like to see

The newer generation complaining about how tiring

Living is

But still pressure to do better than the shit they did

You see the problem with it now?

And to make matters worse it's a problem when you frown

Now you got the label "crazy" and you never even opened up

About living with alcoholics, pouring up another cup

It's a dangerous thing to never let somebody talk

And all these people are the people that I'm good to

So if I never went and opened the discussion then I guess the question

That's in need of answering is

"Would U?"

I got to get away

Take a step away

Pouring up the pain

Before I go insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Maybe I'm insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Maybe I'm insane

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

(ay, ay, ay, ay)

Or maybe not, or maybe not