strung up - Intellectual

[Intro]

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[Verse: HALO]

Stringing up my guitar on my bedroom floor

The black one, with the rosewood fretboard

I strum a note and it doesn't sound right

Reminds me of myself

Is this where I'm supposed to be?

I don't even have my degree

Or diploma

Or anything else to have a hold of

Years with nothing to show

Yet I'm told to hold on

[Verse: keyesgen]

(Shouldn't I be proud of my progress?)

(Even though, due to life, I had to reset?)

(Shouldn't I be proud of my progress?)

(Even though, due to life, I had to reset?)

[Chorus: HALO]

(Warning!) My brain goes "Your honour, my ass is making mid"

When I've gone on different roads than others did

I need to string up my soul to the ceiling to rid

My anxious mind of oxygen

Yet, I know a doubtful look when I see it

Haven't you made mistakes in life that didn't mean shit?

Call me bold, or whatever, but at least I can admit

That paths to success aren't perfect

[Verse: Micah Callari]

I heard a rumour that could be the truth

I never knew how to cope in my youth

I told myself all sorts of excuses

To use for some help when it came time to choose

What I'll do to adapt and move on

From the things I did, right and wrong

If I can't hit the notes in this song

Make a lie and keep carrying on

I've made some mistakes, but my growth is a statement

To suck up and take it, and prove I belong

[Verse: HALO]

And I tuned up my high E

And it snapped!

That's another couple of bucks I won't get back!

My mind's constantly under fucking attack

Yet I'm worried I'm cutting myself way too much slack

All these thoughts are stabbing me in my own back!