Grown-Up
David Larbi
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I am my father's son Owner of one option at the age of 21 Sum of all the lows that I've felt and the highs that I've dreamt And the fears of the things I could become Sleep in my eyes, gotta drag myself to work Hours run by, each one a total of my worth 7.80 for an hour of my life Handing over with a willingness the only thing that's mine, but it's fine, there's a Pit in my stomach, sour taste in my throat Smile on my mouth but that's as far as it goes Kiss on the hand if I'm being polite and I might kiss you on the cheek if you're someone I like, it's only right If the question is what or how I'm doing Then the answer's gonna be just fine, and never question the lie Some days it's hard to reconcile This is all there's gonna be to this life for a while Because I'm terrified And I'm paralysed If I needed reassurance, would you tell a lie If I showed you my next move, would you let me by If I go before I wake will you tell them how I died There was music in my ears that I never let them hear For the fear it would never be enough Overwhelmed by all the things that I was always meant to be & Let slip when it was close enough to touch, this is too much I am my mother's son Fresh and optimistic at the age of 21 Culmination of the places I've been and faces I've seen And all the things I'm desperate to become Working out how the spot I've been given ain't the best But I'm doing what I can to get this weight up off my chest I would skip this in a second if I had a magic wand But they say it's part and parsel and I have to hold my tongue Cause I'm petrified Frozen in a lie That I could stay like this forever and be satisfied And I'm wishing time away just by counting down my days If they don't resuscitate, then you know what you should say There was music in my ears that I never let them hear For the fear it would never be enough Overwhelmed by all the things I was always meant to be and Let slip when it was close enough to touch, this is too much I am this city's son Highly blessed and favoured that I'm here at 21 Lucky that the sports days, report days and when I missed a bus Were the only times I ever had to run But I'm not the only son in this family And every time I lose a sibling, man it rattles me It shakes me to my core, cause we merit so much more But the more I talk the less they're understanding me My heroes are the ones who put their head through the rope Cause they know what it takes to be the Great Black Hope The hatred for existing that they have to deflect It can never be in vain because of what they represent If my words hit the ground and there's nobody around Then my mind is at rest and the impact resounds I wish on every star kind enough to come near That I silence every voice that would lie to keep me here There's music in my soul, I have to let you know And if I don't, that'll never be enough I'm living for the things I was always meant to be And holding on now they're close enough to touch There's music in my ears that I have to let them hear Block the fear that I won't be enough Living for the things I was always meant to be And holding on now they're close enough to touch, never too much
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