| Hot days, cold nights,
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| Staring down at an empty cup like
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| I’ma fill, I’ma fill it up
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| All day, all night
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| Ten feet down nearly my whole life
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| But I’ll be rising, rising up
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| Yeah I know the person in the mirror’s not a perfect one
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| I look at him every day and think he’s not enough
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| My life’s a book that I don’t really like to open up
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| I’m twenty-six, but I feel like I live in chapter one
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| I skim through, I’ve been through it, they laugh at us
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| You think it’s funny, yeah, laugh it up
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| I always felt like no one listened to me, that’s how I grew up
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| Church is where I found God, but it’s also where I learned to judge
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| Yeah, I had to learn there’s a difference between
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| What you want, and what you really need
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| I’ve always been motivated by comments from people tellin' me
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| Things they think I’ll never be, and then I become it, this is my everything
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| There’s so much that goes on in my head that people will never see
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| You’ll probably be terrified of my memories, don’t lecture me
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| Let me be, let me see, let me breathe, how they remember me
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| Doesn’t alter who I am as a person to take my energy, yeah
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| Hot days, cold nights
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| Staring down at an empty cup like
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| I’ma fill, I’ma fill it up
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| All day, all night
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| Ten feet down nearly my whole life
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| But I’ll be rising, rising up
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| Cold nights
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| Yeah, my fans made me who I am, but they also deceived me
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| I’ve been allowed to live life like I’m already grieving
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| I’m at a table of lies, but don’t eat what they feed me
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| My hoodie over my face, so nobody can see me
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| I’m on a plane, 'bout to fly again
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| Looking out the window, take a moment to admire it
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| Wondering how high it is, wonder where the time has went
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| Then I shut the window and go back to feeling like I’m out my mind again, ah!
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| Yeah, seems like we’re all trying to climb a ladder
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| It’s crazy what we’ll do to climb it faster
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| It’s like we throw away the things in life that really matter
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| Just so we can make it to the top, and wonder what we’re even climbing after
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| I know the feeling of feeling like everything you deal with will never change
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| That’s part of being a human, yeah
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| Life’s what you make of it, take it, embrace it, and take it, and savor it
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| Ain’t about what you did, it’s what you became from it, ah!
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| Hot days, cold nights
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| Staring down at an empty cup like
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| I’ma fill, I’ma fill it up
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| All day, all night
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| Ten feet down nearly my whole life
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| But I’ll be rising, rising up
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| Cold nights
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| We all want what we never had
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| The good life doesn’t seem so bad
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| The good life doesn’t seem so sad
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| Yeah we all want what we never had
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| Hard days, cold nights
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| Staring down at an empty cup like
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| I’ma fill, I’ma fill it up
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| All day, all night
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| Ten feet down nearly my whole life
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| But I’ll be rising, rising up
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| Cold nights
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| We all want what we never had
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| The good life doesn’t seem so bad
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| The good life doesn’t seem so sad
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| Yeah we all want what we never had
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| Hot days, cold nights
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| Staring down at an empty cup like
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| I’ma fill, I’ma fill it up
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| All day, all night
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| Ten feet down nearly my whole life
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| But I’ll be rising, rising up
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| Cold nights, cold nights, long night
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| Staring down at an empty cup like
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| I’ma fill, I’ma fill it up
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| All night, all night
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| Ten feet down nearly my whole life
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| But I’ll be rising, rising up |