Sing Along - Artan

Not enough numbers in my bank statements

My brothers occupation is to catch pagans

I used to be so innocent and that’s changing

Carrying the world on both my shoulders but my back’s aching

I used to be concerned about the other side

Been like a hundred times, I’ve had to see my mother cry

Had thoughts of suicide when I heard that my brother died

I felt to build a time machine to take me to another life

Where everybody’s peaceful

And family were all honst, not deceitful

And if you die too young thn God’ll guarantee a sequel

Man I had to do the most just to be treated like an equal

I’ve been trying to make out superstars from ordinary people

It’s crazy how a dream can manifest

I used to be the class clown but now it’s me they try impress

I got some things I should address

But if I speak they’ll probably blackball me

And I can’t be another victim in a sad story

And sometimes I get high and my dreams are sort of mad

I’m losing time to chase the bag

All I’m thinking about is things I’ve never had

And I need some patience

I’m really trying to get all this off

I always tell myself it’s never my fault

And if you can relate, listen to this song, go

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Stuck in my conscious and I’m trapped in a cycle

Too immersed in my reality, insanity is vital

I lost friends because of dumbness but not once over a jezebel

And if it ever happens then I wish 'em well

I’m not the type to kiss and tell

Maybe I should learn my lesson

Learning how to swerve depression

Trying hard to search for blessings

Figured out my words of weapons

Fighting through the wars of many man

And if I win this battle, anybody can, that’s what they never understand

I was the underdog in many ways

I never had a girl in secondary

When I did and we broke up I cried for 7 days

That’s when I rolled up lemon haze in large amounts

Granted so I can’t come out

Didn’t have shit to laugh about

Used to get the 103 to Romford

Reminiscing about my younger times

Only 13 and didn’t love my life

Was tired of coming home and seeing mumzy cry

School friends were happy and I wondered why

Some year 8 called me fat, I went on a hunger strike

Way too affected by opinion

Too neglected from the system

Too protected from my vision

I got big dreams

I swear I never thought that I’d be happy

I was shedding tears from when I was bussing nappies

Now I’m moving like I’m Pablo, I’m bossin' it

All those names they called me, ain’t forgotten it

The ball is in my court and now I’m feeling like I’m Dragovic

I don’t ever let it get on top of me

Trying to live my life and do it properly

And sometimes I get high and my dreams are sort of mad

I’m losing time to chase the bag

All I’m thinking about is things I’ve never had

And I need some patience

I’m really trying to get all this off

I always tell myself it’s never my fault

And if you can relate, listen to this song, go

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho

Huh-ho huh-ho