Blind - Echo Park

I spend most my nights staring at the ceiling

I don’t shed tears much, those are trapped feelings

Sometimes I stare at the sky, that’s where my grandpa is

I wonder when I’ll die and if I’ll have accomplishments

I’ve spent most my life quiet on the fence

When I have an idea, it don’t get mentioned

I see a lot of people bragging 'bout a bitch

I know I’m guilty, too, but nobody got no respect

Pants with ripped holes, lots of assholes

So watch out before they kick yours

I’m tryna get grown, I’m still really young

I want a big house, so ima get one

I don’t amount to nothing, worthless brown baby

Six feet underground, can’t hear complaining

I wanna be a Christian, I wanna pray to something

I have a couple exes, the hardest thing is trusting

I miss the hot summer days

Tell me who I am

Don’t wanna be me

Tell me who I am, please

You remind me of her

Boxing with the mirror

Oh, woah, woah

In the heat of the summer, I play with all of my friends

All the adventure, the fun and the trouble we would get in

Then came the days we grew older, I had to see it all end

I never thought there’d come a day I’d never see you again

But now I see through the pen, all of the letters you sent

And all the time that I spend is with a pad and a pen

I don’t know why I don’t write, I guess I wanna pretend

That we’re ten years old, chillin' at Echo Park all again

But you was perched on the ledge, scootin' close to the edge

Overcome with the strife, ready to end your life

A crowd gathered below, as if it all was a show

You were someone they ain’t know, and you was ready to go

And I just wanted to show that someone still loved you so

But when I got the door, I was a second too slow

I was a second too slow

I miss the hot summer days

Tell me who I am

Don’t wanna be me

Tell me who I am, please

You remind me of her

Boxing with the mirror

Oh, woah, woah

Feel like life be slowing down

Knowing no-one new in town

I might go out by myself

I might do drugs by myself

I remember them summer days

Now they ain’t feel like summer days

Scrambling for the backspace

Memories turn to blank space

Feelings fading, I ain’t ageless

Losing patience, feeling worthless

Where’s my payment?

Who I’m paying?

I wanna make it my own

I’m sick of what they gave me

I did what they told me

Went through the motions

And I took all the potions

It didn’t get me no closer to where I’m supposed to be

All the time, I’m roasting me

Like penance for the sinning

Why you sitting when it’s time for business?

Where the motivation?

I don’t have it, ay

And my heart is racing

From the java gaining

Knowing I’m pretty blessed

Shouldn’t be complaining, just saying

All I know is that I’m doing pretty well for what it’s worth

But I’m feeling like I’m shit in the pits

With an itch I gotta scratch

I just wanna pay the bills and live

So I keep doing this

Every shot that you don’t take, you miss, ay

I miss the hot summer days

Tell me who I am

Don’t wanna be me

Tell me who I am, please

You remind me of her

Boxing with the mirror

Oh, woah, woah

Woah, oh

Woah, oh