​[Verse 1]
I used to count stars, believin That I could count on them​
Long lonely walks at night, looking for answers then​
Never had much green in my pocket/​
Never saw more than 9 bucks an hour for my profit/​
Radios wouldn't play me and girls wouldn't date me/​
Despite that I think that things have changed lately/​
But with my controller in hand, I lived countless lives/​
my skills danced across challenges countless times/​
Some say I lie, some say I'm childish I/​
say no blades, instead let's clash with minds/​
Battle of the century, we can call this/​
'Cuz wars in our memory, caused many loses/​
In the last hundred years, gosh many lost it/​
Some for ego, some maybe for profit/​
But, if you're listenin' to this little gem/​
You'll be glad to know that I flow unlike the rest of them/​
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[Hook]
Somedays, the skies are grey​
Somedays, the skies are blue​
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​[Verse 2]
I could tell a tale about a time in my life/​
When every single thing didn't seem like it was right/​
Workin paycheck to paycheck, I had 2 jobs/​
And every little thing was making me feel like I was lost​
So, I thought, maybe maybe I could find me some love/​
a happy ending like fairy tale, that's wat's up/​
But, I just got over a lady turning me down/​
Full of energy, I thought she'd flip over my frown/​
So I moved on, and guess what? Things got worse/​
My car broke down, I got sick and in trouble at work/​
Looking at the clouds askin' what did I do to deserve/​
All of this, maybe I left someone broken and hurt/​
Then outta of the blue, in a way I didn't expect/​
I met this girl, made my world stop just for a sec/​
Seein' her pretty smile, thinkin' will this last for life/​
Fast forward, now that girl is my beautiful wife/​
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[Hook]
Somedays, the skies are grey​
Somedays, the skies are blue​
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[Verse 3]
Switch the topic, I rock it like moshpits/​
My words sporadically hit hard as I drop it/​
Round 2, I'm a little indifferent/​
They say that's the opposite of love, I say it isn't/​
The opposite of love is selfishness/​
Mixed with a bit of pride and self interest/​
So, tell me tell me, what you do you think this is/​
Let's call it a gift, the last benevolence/​
That's my name, I hope that you're wearin' it/​
Out 'Cuz people we're in need of it, apparent, yes/​
Nothing too soft, nothing too hard/​
something in between would be nice but so far/​
we haven't really made it, but I'm okay with it/​
Perfection will only come when the new system's bringin' it/​
When that day comes, hopefully we make it/​
And never again will we ever have to say this/​
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