Cynicism in My Old Age - Brbrck, MCK

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok

We gotta see a way to a brighter day

Spent most of my life thinking everything would work out

Believing people were good, but leaving home seeded doubt

I’m a New York burn victim, I learned from it

Used the scar tissue issued as a padding to the plummet

I got a new dictum:

It’s «trust no one»

But that shit left me floating in the middle of the ocean

And no man is an island, so that shit didn’t work out

So it’s back to the drawing board, I hope you hear me calling, Lord

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok

We gotta see a way to a brighter day

Repressed ambition, I need permission to lead, so holler

‘Cause I want to move the people like my name was Malala

I’ll be honest, this album began with selfish intentions

Something to sell at my shows and garner Internet attention

But the journey of invention was an adventure and then some

My squad provided momentum, my art defy all convention

My insecurity tried to make me quit a hundred times

But to be a never-was never was a goal of mine

And wow!

I guess the power was in me the whole time

Disney ending, pretending everything was fine--

See?

I can barely help myself

Always rely on someone else, ‘cause like I said

I can barely help myself

It’s gonna be ok, but is it?

It would be really great if you could come pay a visit

Check in on the recluse, Let loose for a weekend

Pass out on the couch and ruin the whole evening

Scribble a song about it, leaving me to conclude

That my soul draws a blank when I’m in a good mood

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok, I said

It’s gonna be ok because it’s gotta be ok

We gotta see a way to a brighter day