Gurdaur Duhrè - Still The Same lyrics

[Chorus: The Writer.] All in all my life is still the same Same name, same I don't care All in all something's do gotta change The cheapest ticket is the one way But know Rome wasn't built in a day These are things that I gotta do These are things never taught in school These are words I'm painting true These are times when your life is due [Verse One: The Writer.] More than average and less of the same Check my resume Park City born and raised Taking walks on the street so I don't pull my hair But this medication doesn't help I still feel them all stare Like I got it any different, I had nothing to prove Graduated as an outcast from my own high school And since I was seventeen I had a lot more to lose With money scarce Real life hits you faster when you got no food Holes in my shoes; Swiss cheese network on my flip phone Still I worked more For the payout Lost all my friends and my weekends Who I was, when I was younger Had no father; disappointed my mother Lost and lonely; cold and I'm sorry That I can't be A decent son and a brother [Chorus: The Writer.] All in all my life is still the same Same name, same I don't care All in all something's do gotta change The cheapest ticket is the one way But know Rome wasn't built in a day These are things that I gotta do These are things never taught in school These are words I'm painting true These are times when your life is due [Verse Two: The Writer.] Now imagine for a second; listen to my words As I tell you a tale; a story never told Back in 4th grade I did a solo project Teacher said write a little of yourself And I was simple as it gets I wasn't talented In fact teachers said writing was my weakness But in a lines of the sheet I spit a lie just to cheat Said I wrote raps, but no I didn't do that But here I am spitting bars behind a Rode mic Prophesied a future by mistake; I know right Its kind of freaky, a bit scary, but it made Who I am, here today, in my room with a chance It's the fault in my stars, and so far, I'm a man At YVR with a pa** in my hand; one way Running down the gates, looking for Alaska Dropped my cigarettes in the abundance of laughter [Chorus: The Writer.] All in all my life is still the same Same name, same I don't care All in all something's do gotta change The cheapest ticket is the one way But know Rome wasn't built in a day These are things that I gotta do These are things never taught in school These are words I'm painting true Painting true Painting true Painting true