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Atmosphere - Chances Lyrics

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I don't like taking chances, I like writing verses
I might just write this one in cursive
I never can explain the shit I think about's absurd
And even if I tried to say it, I just wouldn't find the words

Maybe I could, maybe I shouldn't, maybe I should
I know that I wouldn't
Better keep it to myself, people selfish only care about the wealth, I just couldn't
You get the money from the work that you put in

Damn

Time passes, blind eyes with eye glasses, controlled by the vile tactics of high taxes
They say "money never cures sadness"
But being broke ain't a joke. Matter of fact, it creates madness

Damn

Yeah, I just really fucking wish that I can finish up this puzzle, but the pieces never fit
What the fuck is the struggle? Being deep inside a pit
With not a single person standing by your side that could assist
They say that "life is just like swimming in the ocean"
"you gotta ride the wave to keep floating"
Yeah, I focus, stay devoted, and own the moment. I know i'm chosen
Chosen by myself because I'm a god in my own mind
Give a fuck about opinions, give a fuck about the lies
All I see are fake people- fake smiles in disguise
Everybody wanna shine but nobody wanna grind
Why the fuck you wastin' time?

I feel happy, yet I feel so sick
Still holding on to every moment I get and I won't let it slip
But sometimes I be losing my grip
But i'll be fine as long as I still exist
I still exist

I feel happy, yet I feel so sick
Still holding on to every moment I get and I won't let it slip
But sometimes I be losing my grip
But i'll be fine as long as I still exist

Damn, Yo
As I tip the hour glass, time passes
And time lines fade away as i'm trying to find matches
Light up the shit i'm smokin' and time just rewinds backwards
Wishing I can save every second, I fly past it, disastrous
In this Jurrasic world made of plastic, die and soar to the sky, they assassinating the passive
I am more than the eye can see, I can be psychopathic, sporadic
Wait, yo I over-exaggerate or do I?
Lately it's been harder to elaborate
I'm agitated, sad to say we settle for the sadder days
Woke up, sat in place, feeling weakened, but it ain't saturday
Life's a tragedy for salary
Damn

I feel happy, yet I feel so sick
Still holding onto every moment I get and I won't let it slip
But sometimes I be losing my grip
But i'll be fine as long as I still exist, and I still exist

I feel happy, yet I feel so sick
Still holding onto every moment I get, and I won't let it slip
But sometimes I be losing my grip
But i'll be fine as long as I still exist, and I still exist
Yeah, I still exist- I'll be fine as long as I still exist
Long as I still exist