[Verse 1] A question ma sanity do I live in reality Or is it just a part of me, I am questioning actively It seems to be the start of something thats much more profound I can feel it in ma heart, my brain could only tell me now Is that a good sign or bad, all the good times Ive had Could all be fake and theres no way of even knowing that That could be a common fact, no point in lookin back A may as well just sit my self and slit my wrist with broken glass Question... Would you even stop me if I tried to dae that A hope not. Id be beggin hard to bring the pain back Cos pain is stress relief and stress, I can no longer handle Ill break the chains of strife and fade away like worn out candles I think I become different when I think a bit And Im sure Im smarter when I question shit A like to think if I was rich Id still be fighting for The people stuck in working class without a single pound at all But people tend to change as soon as cash can reach their pockets And if their charity aint lucrative, they feel have to drop it But I think Im different, fuck that, I know I am You can live your life, but av got morals of a broken man [Hook x2] What if a was born rich, would I think differently What if a was born in Israel, would the same shit still get to me What if a was born a different gender, would I think the same shit Theres too many what ifs [Verse 2] Askings easy answerings the hardest part I couldnt justify my life without the truth a life apart Am I a happy guy or good at making fake grins Just to stop the company am with thinking am hate filled Will I ever be successful or just stay skint? Im picking up the pieces of my life cos I can take hints I dont hold a grudge, or do I, time can always tell Im clueless, times the only thing that knows me well Will I be forgotten or can I be a timeless legend Can I beat my tracks of past, with all of my tracks of present? How can my life end, with violence or a peaceful sleep I get stronger every day, so I can beat the weak Do I question fairly, do I truly test myself Or do I make my life as simple as I can to end my hell And is that good enough, can I truly stand the test of time Or will I faily like every other cunt thats lived a life like mine
question, life, think, answerings, faily