Clean - J.Lately, The Grouch

All this independence got me feeling alone now

I used to cry for help but I just cry on my own now

I never felt at home with all the crowd so I roam now

I love it but I better make it out of my hometown

Sometimes I sit inside when I should be with my friends though

Me and my pencil

Think I got a problem

Think even my friends know

But they all got some issues too just doing our best so I can’t pretend those

Don’t explain the differences in end goals

Differences in angles

Skipping into end zones

Listening to angels

Tripping in the headphones

Falling over heals quick

Slipping into friend zones

I probably should have called back

Probably should have meant those

Probably think I’m all that

Probably think I’m trash one or the other

Lost the feeling of my innocence I had to rediscover

Found the beauty in the chaos I just pray that I don’t lose it

If I had another choice I wouldn’t choose it

I can make it my own

Hook (J.Lately):

And when the rain it falls down just bring it all down we’ll be ok

And when no one’s watching the seed will blossom no we don’t fade

And when your heart gets broken your heart is open it’s not just weak

So when the rain it falls down just bring it all down and wash us clean

I know you feel like running to hide from something and see no way

But when the rain it falls down just bring it all down we’ll be ok

Verse 2 (The Grouch):

People always asking God to take away the pain but

Life without the pain be pretty lame you can’t maintain that

If all I ever had was sun I’d beg to get the rain back

Do my rain dance it’s advanced I can’t explain though

Balance makes the man grow, challenges and changes

Positive and negative it’s all the same language

I ain’t tryna cut you off pretend you don’t exist

Cause the frequency we vibrate at seems to be a miss

We learn bro that’s how we turn those

Mistakes into big breaks and break the old cycles

We run from the shadows, we stuff in the anchor

Get scared from the battles and we toughen up dangerous

Til nothing could shape us

I’m in my own lane just perving and swerving and curving friends

Living in urban tents that’s lame bro

Nobody’s coming for us

We’re trying to summon the love

Dripping sweat tears and the blood