CONSCIOUS ft. Silky Wilford Lyrics

You Know Harlz Made It

Oh wow, what a battle

Tryna find the root of my happiness

Doubts disappeared, kinda glad though

Tryna figure out whether I'm angry or passionate

Like

Can somebody help me, i can't breathe?

Suffocating in my silence

I just hold it all in, screw the bottle up

And I wonder why it comes out sounding violent but

I blame me, me, me, this is my fault

Too much shock blew my fuse like a light-bulb

To the point where I don't even know what I'm thinking anymore

Lived the last couple years with my eyes closed

I swear

It feels like either I'm getting bigger or this room's getting smaller

I pray to God they don't, leave me alone with my thoughts

That'd be torture

I need to listen to that voice in my head that says:

Woah, woah, woah, you can't crumble under pressure now

Pull yourself together man, things are getting better, watch

You can just remember that I told you you'll be better off

I thought I'd recognise the voice but

It sounded too distant in my mind

Like I hadn't heard that shit in time

Crying 'cause I missed it, it's crazy

Feeling like the voice weren't even mine

Shivers down my spine

I tell myself I gotta eat

Can't be mentally strong if I'm physically weak

It's like I landed on my face tryna find my feet

I swear I seen this shit before, my life on repeat

Paradox

My chest tightens

Never sure if I'm excited or I'm frightened

Already know these smoke clouds got no silver linings but

I try numb myself 'til I forget why we're fighting

It's sad, right? It's what they tell me

They say, burying your head isn't healthy

Then they tell me that the answer's at the bottom of the bottle

But the only thing that ever brought me was trouble

So no thanks

Now i sit alone

With nothing to say

I'm thinking away

All my time again

It's frustrating sitting at this desk

But I gotta focus on the task

One half of my brain telling me I need rest

The other half of my brain telling me

You gotta concentrate!

Come on blud, you ain't wrote a song today

Better pick your fucking pace up

You're getting outdone by what's-his-face

Oh shit, not again

Your phone says it's three thirty seven AM

That means you've been sat for four hours with your pad and your pen

And these lyrics that you wrote still don't make any sense

That's pathetic

Come on, Weir, remember what you dreamt

You don't get the credit for attempts

And they don't see your hard work

They just want the product at the end

Don't get upset, well and truly I'm your only friend

They don't care 'bout you, all these smiles are just pretend

They just lie through their teeth 'cause they wanna make amends so

If you actually succeed

They can always say they was there through the whole thing

But don't be fooled by that bullshit I swear

Just remember once upon a time they didn't even care

And that's the truth of it

Now i sit alone

With nothing to say

I'm thinking away

All my time again

And while i further fall

Cant help but yell

How nobody else

Is falling