Cloudy Doubts Lyrics

Here I am, just a man at last, here I stand, I am who I am

I would like to say that I appreciate the haters and the naysayers more than ever

Today

Without them I think I might be vastly confused

Perspectives lost and making the wrong moves I could have my head in a bottle, I could

Drown

Throttled moving onward, no time to slow down

There's plenty of interference too near us As I'm battling these doubts

Battling through the clouds I don't mean to shout, I'm trying not to frown

It's getting hard to stay proud So I've got to come at you loud

Keeping my head down, blowing my chest out Get a big old breath now

I'm coming at you loud I'm sorry, I'm doing my best

I'm just a weak man and I'm airing it out See, cause shit feels like it's going south

It's gonna flip the script so damn fast I'm fucked if I don't try

Living amidst this first world oppression Got all men fucked

And everyone experimenting with depression Empowered by choosy selection

Yet we don't even show up for the election Unable to handle rejection

One by one we become numb and lost to the infection

I'm here to work cause the truth hurts And the facts don't lie, previous stats have shown

That you had it, you lost it, that's what we call blown

Hold on, next stop is yours called, truly alone

But wait, you said you were no drone And you have a clone

You know the unknown Well I'm just a man but I'm committed to tearing down the throne

Let's band together, cause fuck being alone Fading away like you never done shown

I said let's band together, cause fuck being alone Fading away like you never done shown

And I just need everyone to know That even when forced, facedown, and prone

You have a choice and you can be in control Like a running back in trouble but maneuvering through the hole

He pops it off and busts it out Persevere and lose them doubts That's what we call a touchdown now

No days off, the hater's always ready to dissolve your klout

And at the end of the day I'm just trying to put food in my mouth

Today I feel like I've been kicked out on my way down

Feeling like a clown as my mind continues to cloud

No doubt, the cloudy doubts try to interject and reroute

Reinforcing the painful doubts

Round after round, bout after bout