[ Featuring Fide ]
Oh my god I'm falling through
I'm searching for answers
That will never come
I'm feeling blue
And I talk to my parents
I don't wanna live
I'm sensitive
I've made mistakes
I'm sorry okay
Whatever people say I am
That's what I'm not
Oh God I have learnt my lesson
The hard way, okay
Not a Smith & Wesson to my face
I don't wanna feel the haze no more
'Cause the only way of movin' on
Is taking the pink glasses off
And breaking through
And breaking through
So many times, my mama said
"Don't drop outta college
And pursue a career
That makes your bread
So when I die of old age
You'll be a man
That's respectable
Not a bum with a guitar"
Oh man, I've tried so hard
No I have not
Oh lord I have learnt my lesson
The hard way, okay
Not a Smith & Wesson to my face
I don't wanna feel the haze no more
But the only way of movin' on
Is taking the pink glasses off
And breaking through
And breaking through
