Direction - Merkules

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

C Lance let’s go

Every day it’s like a whole new game

But I get nervous every time I gotta go through change

I’m 24 I gotta pull my weight but it’s hard now that everybody knows my name

That’s cool though I guess I keep it to myself

But ain’t nobody feel the type of feelings that I felt

I put the fear into my health I’d rather roll one up

Until that chain around my neck is looking cold as fuck

I might, punch you in the stomach till your shoulders touch

Ya’ll just think I’m going crazy «Merk hold your tongue"naaahh

Those days are over, drinkin' straight, I never chased that soda

The back alleys all we needed as a place for closure

Thinking back when moma used to scoop me in that beige carola

We drink corona by the bed just never staying sober

Wake up in the am and I’m always on that same old corner

Coming home high and we would try to keep the same composure

The back alleys all we needed as a place for closure

Who knows that’s how it goes I guess

I’ll be 6 feet under water trynna hold my breath

Merk

I’m trynna pick my direction

Sometimes you need a minute

These demons keep creeping on my shoulders

Take a hard look at your life and who’s in it

These demons keep creepin', demons keep creepin'

I just see right through 'em I see the details

I’m trynna pick my direction

Bad luck can get you l-l-listen to that gut

But you can be a loser and you wouldn’t tell the difference

Now everything you used to think mattered really didn’t

You ain’t a baller you a product of the system

But you biting for the bait when you should be the one fishing

Get behind the wheel fuck the passenger seat

You got the steering and control and the gas at your feet

Look, you hear the rumours and you let em all consume you

As if it wasn’t something you’d already gotten used to

Boohoo put your big boy pants on

And drink another bottle but that shit won’t last long

You feel superhuman when you peel that cap off

Every other morning is the same old sad song

The pain and the regret won’t let you take another step

You claim you feel okay but in the face you look depressed

I hope you hear this and you go get some help

It’s not for you I wrote this to myself

I’m trynna pick my direction

Sometimes you need a minute

These demons keep creeping on my shoulders

Take a hard look at your life and who’s in it

Demons keep creepin', demons keep creepin'

I just see right through 'em I see the details

I’m trynna pick my direction

Bad luck can get you listen to that gut