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Braun - Why (Sometimes) Lyrics



Braun - Why (Sometimes) Lyrics




Sometimes They ask why I ain't Gotta responsed
Got nothing to say f*ck f*ck today
F*ck f*ck today

Why you always mad
Some times I don't know
Why you always sad
Some times I wish I knew
You always on edge
Thats just me
You always really
Tease that's just how it be

There always 2 sides my thoughts And what you see
Or what you think so we make that 3
Your opinion is totally outta my Reach
I could care less I'm alone in the Darkness where I rest best
I'm a successful mess
Held together with tape and thread
Cut from a cloth
You can no longer get
You continue to stare knowing we Cant compare I'll leave you impaired Or crippled in a chair
You'll never stand again I know to Many fake friends that swear they Till the end then continue to bail in The next sec
Scared they shook I don't judge yet Some reason they
Throwing the book
Is it my looks my stone face
My emotionless reacts
My no f*cks to take
I don't understand
I'm lost by it all refuse to fall just Release truth from the jaw every Time I talk to y'all

Question do you really Know me
Or Is it what you hear what you Heard in your ear
Got your opinion now your living Fear
Of Any contact or conflict
I live by this no bitchassness
Catch a fair one or a beat down they Both the same
You know the name I saw your Friends gossiping
She talking shit when she only got The tip
And still trying to forget
I'm still rhyming dope ness with Doses cuz it's doubles my focus
My life's like a roller coaster
Don't drink or
Smoke but
I've seen the highs and lows
Being free to posting bail
My life's a broken monorail
You callin shoty or your scared
Living off your parents
Praying you inherit
All I got is an anger problem and a Addiction I'll share it
I'm not embarrass
My thoughts the rarest they say I Cherish
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Sometimes They ask why I ain't Gotta responsed
Got nothing to say f*ck f*ck today
F*ck f*ck today

Why you always mad
Some times I don't know
Why you always sad
Some times I wish I knew
You always on edge
Thats just me
You always really
Tease that's just how it be

There always 2 sides my thoughts And what you see
Or what you think so we make that 3
Your opinion is totally outta my Reach
I could care less I'm alone in the Darkness where I rest best
I'm a successful mess
Held together with tape and thread
Cut from a cloth
You can no longer get
You continue to stare knowing we Cant compare I'll leave you impaired Or crippled in a chair
You'll never stand again I know to Many fake friends that swear they Till the end then continue to bail in The next sec
Scared they shook I don't judge yet Some reason they
Throwing the book
Is it my looks my stone face
My emotionless reacts
My no f*cks to take
I don't understand
I'm lost by it all refuse to fall just Release truth from the jaw every Time I talk to y'all

Question do you really Know me
Or Is it what you hear what you Heard in your ear
Got your opinion now your living Fear
Of Any contact or conflict
I live by this no bitchassness
Catch a fair one or a beat down they Both the same
You know the name I saw your Friends gossiping
She talking shit when she only got The tip
And still trying to forget
I'm still rhyming dope ness with Doses cuz it's doubles my focus
My life's like a roller coaster
Don't drink or
Smoke but
I've seen the highs and lows
Being free to posting bail
My life's a broken monorail
You callin shoty or your scared
Living off your parents
Praying you inherit
All I got is an anger problem and a Addiction I'll share it
I'm not embarrass
My thoughts the rarest they say I Cherish
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Writer: Brad Stimmel
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Braun
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Brad Stimmel

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