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drip drip - chris yonge lyrics

[raining sound]

[verse 1: chris yonge]

sometimes i feel the walls caving in of my house
maybe that’s because of the drugs i put in my mouth
maybe that’s the reason that i’m feeling so unstable
and it’s keeping me unable to believe in my health
i feel like i’m alone and i’m losing my mind
thought about that back when i was only 9
my dad brought me with him so i can clean up what’s left
looking around the house and god d-mn it’s a mess
trash on the floor no sp-ce to sleep
she ain’t got a bed so she’s probably in the street
the epitome of someone sick in the head
looking up at my dad
and that’s all that he said
no words to describe all the pain that he felt
scizophrenic sister suffering in the denying his help
i just pick up some trash and move up out of his way
let him soak in the pain
his mind clouded and grey

[hook: chris yonge]

so i say f-ck don’t sweat it (drip, drip)
i’ll be fine don’t sweat it (drip, drip)
even if you knew why i’m sad
you probaly won’t get it
why it gotta rain on me
why it gotta rain on me

[verse 2: chris yonge]

they say that men don’t cry and god don’t bleed
and the good die young what does that make me
cause that ain’t me
i bleed blood homie i don’t have hp
this ain’t a videogame put that into yo brain
grab a bit of money and then maybe get rid of your chain
turn that dolla to a whip
drive a sh-tty old thing
turn that whip to a crib where the city don’t stink
turn that home to a spot where the people can chill
not a spot for the phonies only people that real
surrounding yourself with people that are equal in sk!ll
or maybe even above you so you leap for the hill
leap for the hill, nah man, leap for the top
i’m in the middle of working out the scene on the block
i’ve been calculating every little move that i make
struggling with depression what i’d do for a break

[bridge: kyla carter]

(rainnn on me)
storm on my shoulders that n0body sees (n0body sees)
tryna be strong but it’s raining on me
it keeps raining on me

[hook: chris yonge]
so i say
f-ck don’t sweat it (drip, drip)
i’ll be fine don’t sweat it (drip, drip)
even if you knew why i’m sad
you probaly won’t get it
why it gotta rain on me
why it gotta rain on me

[raining sound]

- chris yonge lyrics

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