Bells Video (MV)

There was a boy who couldn't help but longing for his true home
With appreciation, sense of belonging
But it never came easy, he always felt that he was wronging
Didn't have nowhere else to turn, so he opened up his book of song
And music can't give you a hug, but it'll listen to you
It's never bothered if you're bugging or your tugging
Cuz it's missing you, waiting on you to reminisce
Or tell a story about love, or that time you got pissed
That's why the pencil and paper are my best friend
No matter how long it's been you can pick up from where you last end
Or maybe it's time to begin a new chapter
A new source of laughter after you figure out that you can't win
Tryna swim in this thing called life when you ain't got no fins
Drowning in circumstances
"Someone get me oxygen
A gin and tonic as well, don't tell me wait til ten
Matter of time I love myself again"
But I'm not seeking love of self, I'm seeking a love that is selfless
Willingness to give in value, not necessarily what wealth is
I mean, the type of giving to check in on my wellness
Or at the very least notice when I started to fell
It's the bells from this tune that got me in the mood
For this internal dialogue, feeding my thoughts some food
So pardon me, I ain't tryna be rude or be shrewd
Putting myself together just for you
Listen

Tryna keep it all inside my head and on my own
It's not holding up, it's just not holding up
And soon we'll realize we have to harmonize
Like ooh

Tryna keep it all inside my head and on my own
(Chai!)

People start questioning if words are that essential
Not that communication ain't important
But the potential for music to speak on its own
It's kinda wack
Maybe the music expresses something, but it be all abstract
What's really facts anymore? Can't say for sure
Clarity is a rarity, don't teach it in the Common Core
Don't teach common sense either
Build up a wall blocking out all critical thinking
Damn us all in like we're beavers
But I got my own thoughts, own feelings, own mind
Converting that into expression is a slow grind
Slow climb outta this shell, it's time to use my voice
It scares me into my mind, but I ain't got no choice
But will my words reach the ears of the masses
Cuz I barely like to speak in classes
And so I fade away into the shades behind my glasses
And every time I take the stage, it's never ever last
It's me stuck in my trespasses
The bells feel like a call to salvation, but I don't answer enough
I'm here vocalizing meaningless dictation
I'm not seeking admiration, I'm seeking affirmation
Yeah

Tryna keep it all inside my head and on my own
It's not holding up, it's just not holding up
And soon we'll realize we have to harmonize
Like ooh

Tryna keep it all inside my head and on my own
It's not holding up, it's just not holding up
And soon we'll realize we have to harmonize
Like ooh

Tryna keep it all inside my head and on my own
And the bells just go like ooh
(Chai)
Let it breath