CONFESSIONS

By Changy

On Inner Thoughts

Released on August 19, 2020

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I wear a helmet but don't buckle the straps

'Cause I heard you can get a ticket and that's wack

I check out at 7 eleven and don't account for tax

I said I would, I didn't pay that cashier back

I highkey been lowkey eating cough drops like a snack

Sometimes I decide not to get something at the store

And never put it back

Just put it on the nearest rack

Sometimes I see a shotgun, but still pick up the tack

Please don't put Fortnite on the song

Sorry it's already on the track

Woke up one morning, my dad said my hair looked wack

Didn't even give a crap

Didn't even slick it back

Brought a whole pack of gum, didn't share it with the class

Sometimes I rollerblade on the grass

Dad said you can damage 'em like that

But the thing is

I failed my math class

I go on walks to help me think straight

Because when I'm inside all huddled

My mind gets all fucking jumbled

Why do I keep my emotions bubbled?

That’s the daily struggle

Want to do everything myself, it’s like I’m 2-years old

Feel like I’m watching my life unfold

Sometimes it’s best to do what you’re told

Bro I don’t want to get old

Sitting in the mobile home

People thinking I'm alone boy I'm just in the zone

When I was little would wake up and say let's go

I wanted to quit so many times

But I’m always smiling, so they'd never know

This song is all about the things that I won’t admit

They like John why you never say anything?

I just don't wanna talk about boring shit

My dad said the song where it's like, I was afraid of pretty girls and starting conversations is about me

And I would have to agree

I barely start conversation with anyone actually

My dad said to him I'm still a mystery

Seventeen years he's lived with me

Just imagine how little people know about me

Who don't see me as regularly

Really don't know what's the matter with me

Shit just doesn't come naturally

As DJ Khaled would say in life that's a major key

Shit I like this girl and she likes me

But I don’t know how to tell her

I don't know what's wrong with me

I forget things easily

Sometimes I just want to play Kanye's runaway and just runaway

I have strong opinions

But I'm afraid to offend people with what I say

I don't like pointless stuff

But now I can see myself, like when you turn the tv off

Sometimes I feel like telling people to shut the fuck up

I used to be so obedient, maybe I was too afraid to fuck my life up