Sweet & Sour

Chorus: Oh sweet and sour Raise up to those who die every hour Wishing that I died in the towers My life is nothing but sweet and sour Our lives can never be complete If we are constantly under control by the elite I can’t continue if my life remains dour My life is nothing but sweet and sour Verse 1: I feel like jumping with no gravity I wonder what’s beyond this galaxy Whenever you feel down and hope is far, far away You want to live on Mars for the rest of your days I see plenty of girls trying to get coin But some will do it to pleasure a groin Some go to extreme lengths to be hardcore Why don’t you keep your filthiness locked in drawers After the earth there comes a wind Chances of dreams become fat and thin Not if you’re actually obese in structure I don’t want to know about it I don’t want to touch ya Yeah I accept we all got problems And I believe we can bounce back and blossom I hate whatever is in my inner system No matter what happens I was fall victim Chorus: Oh sweet and sour Raise up to those who die every hour Wishing that I died in the towers My life is nothing but sweet and sour Our lives can never be complete If we are under control by the elite I can’t continue if I remain dour My life is nothing but sweet and sour Verse 2: I feel so limited to making choices; I always receive the cockblock if I raise my voice Can’t drink with mates without being dictated My confidence is now fucking faded I’ve had my fair share of peer pressure; Clouds are getting hazy by the darker texture Fucking sick of not doing what I want People being disappointed with me I hate the taunt I feel like a fool being a cast out I want to explode and just go all out I know that I’m the biggest pussy in the 21st century Don’t leave me gassed up because I’m fucked mentally I’ve got my Glock ready to blow myself to pieces I leave my enemies dead along with my faeces I’ve always wanted to grow up and be tough But I trip over myself making my lifetime rough Chorus: Oh sweet and sour Raise up to those who die every hour Wishing that I died in the towers My life is nothing but sweet and sour Our lives can never be complete If we are under control by the elite I can’t continue if I remain dour My life is nothing but sweet and sour Verse 3: Oh I sit and cry my balls out I hate being treated like a fucking boy scout I have life did you know mama Your fiery like Osama but as controlative as Obama I’m a big boy now I can make my decisions I hope I don’t resort to grabbing a knife making self-incisions Your killing my inside if you didn’t know You’re always a road block say no, no, no You want me to have a good life I get that But there’s a point where I draw a line saying enough chat I’m gonna do what I wanna do But what the fuck do I have to do to get through to you Stop with the games I’m not a little boy anymore I’m this fucking close to walking out the door You’re not going to change me I’m in my stance So fucking let me go and give me a chance Can’t even fucking talk to a girl bro I’ve got turrets but I talk real slow What the actual fuck is wrong with me I’m locked in this cage I can never go freely… Chorus: Oh sweet and sour Raise up to those who die every hour Wishing that I died in the towers My life is nothing but sweet and sour Our lives can never be complete If we are under control by the elite I can’t continue if I remain dour My life is nothing but sweet and sour Outro: I’m tired yo, fucking sick of it I don’t need this bullshit Why oh why oh why is it always me WHY?! FUCKING BITCHES WHY?! It’s my fucking life Deal with it If you don’t like it then get the fuck out Sick of this shit JUST FUCK OFF…