Part of me just wishes I could
Be a different kind of sinner
When bullets meet the opposition
Man no one's a winner
F******* up but swear to god
That I'll change it
Give me a chance to win
Your love and I'll take it
Part of me just wishes I could
Be a different kind of sinner
When bullets meet the opposition
Man no one's a winner
F******* up but swear to god
Rip X - Jake Hill
Last year I had a breakdown
Thoughts tellin' me I'm lost gettin' too loud
Had to see a therapist, then I found out
Somethin' funny's goin' on up in my house
Yeah, started thinkin' maybe I should move out
You know, pack my car, take a new route
Clean up my yard, get the noose out
Hang up my heart, let it air out (air out)
I've been searchin'
"What does that mean, Nate?"
I've been learning
Grabbin' my keepsakes, leavin' my burdens
Well, I brought a few with me, I'm not perfect
Lookin' at the view like, this concerns me
Pickin' up the cues, right? I'm quite nervous
Hate it when I lose sight, life gets blurry
And things might hurt me
It's prolly gonna be a long journey, but hey (but hey)