From the recording (Debut Single) Lonely Work
Lyrics
There's so many different ways I've sat and tried to say this...
I'm cold to the bone here
I'm feeling alone
It's just another day
For some reason I make the choice to stay
Somehow it doesn't get in the way
It's just another day...
Oh lord It's just another day
Eyes forward
And do my best to pray
It's just another way
Hard work breaks in another way...
Can you say that again, bae?
My mind was somewhere else
I'm running low on sleep
This leg of life is steep
I really need some help
I would have told you before now
But
I've been on this grind
I'm making progress now
Some way some how
I wouldn't waste the time
But here I go crying about the rain
hooo
But I don't wanna be the same as
I used to
Imma take a shot of this bourbon
I know
This distance won't mend
And as long as it's been
What do you do when you used to being on the outside looking in?
Heart stronger than it's ever been...
It just feels sorta strange now...
Not working through the pain
Can you do me a favor?
I'm trying to stay awake
I'm making new friends now
But I still don't know yet if they're fake
I'm not assuming the worst but
I know how these things go
You level up your grind
And in due time
The snakes will show
What I'm really trying to say is
I don't mind isolation
Because my destination
Is meant for me and me alone, now
Like my people in segregation
Apartheid
And Jim Crow
I'm just trying to get home
And there I go laughing through the pain
And I don't care if they know my name, baby
Cuz you do
Imma take a shot of this bourbon
I know
My backs to the wind
And as long as it's been
What do you do when you used to being on the outside looking in?
(background)
On the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
(repeated)
Hey
I bet you're hearing me now
Now that I'm in your face
Now that your hopes have gone to waste
You live and you learn
Now see all your BS lit to burn
I'm speaking the truth
There's really nothing else that's left to do
Oooo
You
Thought you would win now
By locking the door
And telling them not to let me in
Well...
Well see I brought my hammer
And I don't give a damn what a weak hearted, duck lipped, motherfucker want me to do
Cuz you better know I'm coming through
And there I go standing against the rain now
And all my folks gone do the same
And stay true
Imma take a shot of this bourbon
And go
See the story to the end
Cuz as hard as it's been
That's what you do when you're used to being on the outside looking in.
It just feels sorta strange...
Not working through the pain