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freedom bells - manic tl lyrics

[verse]
yo, in some stories i’m the sinner, in some others i’m king
i got h*lls bells and freedom, i let both of them ring
some say i’m doing my thing, some say i’m a danger
my ice is getting thinner, all that cracking sounds like lasers

i’m trying to see through the vapors, trying to see through the fog
i’m speeding in and out my lane, trying to steer through the cars
i’m near lost, but i got an idea where i’m going
i was destined for something, as a kid i wish that i’d known it

i been through a lot of life, i’ve conquered a lot of fights
i’ve had a lot of police shorten a lot of my nights
even when i was doing wrong, it turned out to be right
so on god, i’m alright
(i’m alright. okay.)

somewherе between john doe, and manson, and monroe
i’m trying to pick a pеrsonality knowing we’ll all go
my ankle band off, still dying to walk home
they talk, i just want to bury my head like a dog bone

i can’t tell if i’m grown, or if i just got more to deal with
or if that’s the same thing, maybe i’ll know it when i feel it
the realest i’ve ever been, so maybe i’m close
i spent a lifetime or two straight doing the most
my ghosts have gotten pretty friendly, now nothing’s out to haunt me
thought they’d linger ’til they k!lled me, turns out it was ’til they taught me
i look to my blessings at times to shorten my strife
and drink from a holy grail for days that shortened my life

i guess i’m doing alright, straight shooting without a sight
high as huginn and muninn, and plan to keep at my height
but must’ve missed the part where i was supposed to find my glory
between the folktales, wins, fails, and campfire stories

i’ll probably be in my 40’s still trying to make songs
and still dating crazy ass women who’re raised wrong
i probably should write less, i probably should paint more
or at least try to write less, and just let it rain more

swung open the door to pretend i knew what i’m doing
and got fans swinging for me like the rangers and bruins
i don’t know what “it” is, they said they know i could do it
so, ima keep on doing it, find me keeping it moving

i never won’t be a student, but i’m a teacher in the same
my path is a lost lane, i travel against the grain
don’t do it to make a name, i do it to stay sane
i do it all for myself, but appreciate those who came

- manic tl lyrics

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