Chorus: Even if you see me as a name know that we are the same
I grow and bleed and decay and eat and breathe to sustain
Wet my feet in the rain from this life I walk through

Trying not to look back and just live as I was taught to
Even if you see me as a name know that we are the same
I grow and bleed and decay and eat and breathe to sustain

Wet my feet in the rain from this life I walk through
Just to give my all to you and realise that I am mortal


Verse 1: This has got to be a young tragedy
Surely I'm too young to be thinking of my own mortality
I'm at my peak I'm better than I've ever been

Whether that will continue isn't particularly evident
I've got bars to give but it doesn't equate to a lot
I'm gunning for top but what happens when I run out and stop

I always want to give out my best give you all of S
But if I give everything now I'm going to have nothing left
What do I do when they want something new

And I've said everything I have to say to you
I don't want to get to the point that I keep repeating myself
I don't want to get to the point that I keep repeating myself

When will my luck run out, my thread of life spun out
Coz once I can no longer write that's me done, you won't even see me bow
Wet behind the ears until the time I dry up

My mind shuts and can't make its mind up

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Verse2:
I don't wanna stop I love doing this

But trying to stay on, it's a struggle just to exist
Especially when I could've been had a career already
At my current stage I could've fallen off 10 times and you'd have to just let me

I'll always keep trying but everything has a natural decline
Thinking I wouldn't have all these problems if I was already signed
Back in the days I was I naïve and believed

That everything would come to me just as I dreamed
It worked for them why won't it work for me
Not saying that I'm better but they're somewhere I deserve to be

Especially these days when everyone's in Simon Cowell's fantasy
That you'll get it all if you go on a show they call reality
A music show doesn't just let the music show

It's not what you do but who you know
I can do everything by the book to prove and go
But keeping to myself is the only time I have room to grow


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Verse3: What's the point in proving myself when I'm only proving to myself
Maybe looking to how other artists do will help
I've achieved some things that I've forgot myself

So $#&@ other rappers I'm only thinking how to top myself
And that scares me that my best bodies of work
Are behind me coz nothing stopped me at first

From writing whatever I felt whenever they were dealt
So I kept with the pencil til my hands went red with the welts
Another sign that this ain't being done for my health

Keep on asking myself if I should be concerned with wealth
Coz I've lived without my own money long enough
To the point where I care no further, I've given up

Coz living sucks and money won't cushion your fall
So I must believe in what I write to keep putting my all
I just wish a crystal ball would exist at all

To warn when I'm about to hit the wall so I can give in for sure

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