Fred Ones - Tomorrow's Alive lyrics

Mama had a nervous breakdown when i was young In the next room hearing voices where they come from You don't expect to hear many choices raised in the slums Don't accept being voiceless don't bite your tongue Molested and neglected won't trust no one Affected living reckless daddy its your son Where im from to be to be abused is a sign of weakness Don't be stunned or confused can't hide the secret Drowning in liquor pain is mine to keep it Ain't the sign sound of the quitter can't hide defeated Same depressed kid with the chip on his shoulder Oh yes it is will he maintain or fold up Woke up with a hang over on a stain sofa Man if i could express it could obtain closure What don't k** you make you stronger im on steroids So when the night is over the days something you can't avoid Gone is today Wasn't put here to stay Baby don't cry Tomorrows alive When i was 12 i wore a kufi made Ramadan Now im in hell smoking loosies trying stay calm They say you tell the truth drinking i stay drunk You got no heart when you sober boy you a punk I need you like a hole in the head and broken bones A critic ain't going to get mama out the nursing home Spit it like i was cursed when i was born So vivid the way i paint it how could i be wrong Pops was a m**m still smoke the pipe Daddy i ain't mad i ain't holding a gripe Spent nights on the train barely eating Explain you ain't surviving unless you cheating Its crazy hearing you lazy underachieving Wasted my life rhyming what was the reason Whats righteous about starving be poor ain't appealing We all thru stress by happy you breathing Gone is today Wasn't put here to stay Baby don't cry Tomorrows alive 2x Brother in creedmoore mother on Prozac Father who smoke crack they bother you wrote that A part of soul snatch your heart is a cold latch That only opens when you hoping you can go back Lose yourself in music hope to disappear Don't be stupid just pursue it why you sitting there Allah why im here no stable career Past we cry so much we ain't able to tear I spent two years on a therapist chair Im bent who cares this time fear won't interfere Sarcastic perhaps its to hide imperfections Relapses relax kid its not just depression He practice laughs i can see the progressions The fact is last overcame his rejections Gone is today Wasn't put here to stay Baby don't cry Tomorrows alive