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still be yours

davecreates, Claudia Isaki, WayV Walks
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My knees hit the rough turf Planned to say a prayer But my lips don't have enough words Too many blanks for me to observe Clueless, feeling puzzled When did life become a crossword I've been focused on myself I'm tryna up work And confirm a sense of success No time for wrong turns But, lately up is the reason I'm even concerned Feeling like a turbulent season's about to unearth And what's the meaning of this absurd Feeling that I'm seemingly dealing with Fear of success arresting my sense of delirium I feel like an imposter even though I'm experienced I feel weak Barely breathing, concealing it Invisible pressures, like pressed nerves I ponder the pain hurts I wonder, will failure steal my thunder And rain on my parade As I wait for my blessings to fall in place Feeling dazed I ain't got the words to pray My heart fumbling with strange doubts I built colour from the grey But no clarity remains now I rise higher everyday Scared to fall If I lose it all I'll still be Yours I feel the storm against my face Like I'm running through a rain cloud Getting nervous everyday And struggling to find a way out I'm growing tired of the weight Scared to fall If I lose it all I'll still be Yours I'll still, I'll still I'll still, I'll still I'll still Be Yours, be Yours I'll still, I'll still I'll still, I'll still I'll still Be Yours, be Yours Experienced but I'm still second guessing It's like I'm waiting for another lesson I'm always needing some more direction It's a scary thing to commit to something It's scarier to die without trying I might have to do it while crying Regret's a heavy, heavy bag to carry I travel light to get to where I'm going Oh so many questions yeah I hate that feeling Look for the silver lining rounding those dark clouds In the studio and Dave is spitting that fire Special hard drive I don't have it figured out Oh no ah Don't mean I'm giving up I ain't got the words to pray My heart fumbling with strange doubts I built colour from the grey But no clarity remains now I rise higher everyday Scared to fall If I lose it all I'll still be Yours I feel the storm against my face Like I'm running through a rain cloud Getting nervous everyday And struggling to find a way out I'm growing tired of the weight (weight, weight) Scared to fall If I lose it all I'll still be Yours I'll still, I'll still I'll still, I'll still I'll still Be Yours, be Yours I'll still, I'll still I'll still, I'll still I'll still Be Yours, be Yours