Somedays i sit, staring out the window.
Watching this world pass me by.
Sometimes i think, there's nothin to live for, i almost break down and cry.
Sometimes i think im crazy, im crazy o so crazy, why i am here am i just wastin my time?
But then i see my baby, suddenly im not crazy.
It all makes sense when i look into here eye's
Chorus.
Sometimes it feels like the worlds on my shoulder, everyones leanin' on me.
Sometimes it feels like the worlds almost over, but then she comes back to me.
Verse 2.
My baby girl, keeps getting older, i watch her grow up with pride.
People make jokes, cause they dont understand me, they just dont see my real side.
I act like sh!t dont phase me, inside it drives my crazy, my insecurities could eat my alive.
But then i see my baby, suddenly im not crazy.
It all makes sense when i look into here eye's
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15 years, 8 months & 30 days ago
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