Has This Hit

[Intro] What you doing man? I'm recording... Another disappointed soul Well I tried, I tried to keep it in control Well I, I will end up on the dole It's my life, and I'll fall into that goal And well Blue you've got me on the go But don't worry, you'll never know And your eyes, they're never cold To me, well at least, that's what I've been told And girl, you made my dreams come true It’s all a clue, that it was all for you My self is still waiting in queue It’s all that I, well all I want to do I know when I look into the sky There is no meaning Girl I’m the only one believing And that there’s nothing to believe in I’m dreaming My aspirations got a ceiling Well I’m constantly cleaning The scars of your dealings And well my guts are on the floor For you to adore me And all that I could be And see, girl, what I say On the horizon The skies are grey The skies are grey Has this hit? Has this hit? See girl I wish it hit You know I wish it hit You see I’m tired every night See things don’t seem quite right I’m never fully content I wish it worked and went well for once But if you’re a cunt and people are cunts They pull stunts to stunt your progress But know it’s slow to digest The way your insides stress You’re not blessed You’re definitely not blessed I don’t deserve history repeating itself I always see myself getting picked up and left back on the shelf Again and again and again and again You're not my pen You're my paper You're not my heart You're its breaker You're its breaker You're its breaker You're its breaker You're its breaker