I delegate many things
And I never feel adequate
Impostor in action
My self esteem I decimate
Wish I could do it all, instead I pick the right people to do it
Their talent my vision
Me, in a broken television
Courage and strength and wisdom
Give me a tap, give me just one reason
Give me a fact, tell me I’ll break free, this prison
Hardest thing to skew my vision
Ingrained in me is I
I feel so free when I
Don't think about the shitty things I’ve done and realize
I got everything I wanted
I hit the jackpot
But when you achieve something you invent another slot to fulfill
Mines never been to make my first mill
Note the first cause for sure there’ll be more then one still
Cause I’m a warrior
I am strong
Undefeated
In life I do belong
Let me get rid of some pain through the weight lifted
And when you dream know you’re never wrong
I don’t wanna cry no more
These feelings I get are hard to ignore
Every few days it creeps up on me and it's so strong It can fold me to the floor
When I call in sick we both know that it’s mental
Say what you will but don't say that i'm fragile
I can stand on my own two feet
When you’ve been broken you can’t be weak
Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am I to judge
Who am I
No who are you
Who am I
No who are you
Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am i to judge
Who am I
No who are you
Who am I
No who are you
Walk in a straight line you might feel like you’ve won
Balanced wisdom na you don’t give a bum
I meant a fuck, a fuck about a bum
In your own boxed shit, we never try to run
He can’t eat, she can’t sleep
She got no walls or roof
Let’s all agree, that’s not something that you choose
We can flex, addicted to the juice
Fuck the fame, don't give me no excuse
Take it, need it, I don't want it
Chronic, promise, honest, fuck it
I don't need to try
I know I don’t wanna die
When i sing my throat be dry
When it breaks I say goodbye
Common, drama, mama, trauma
Blanca soy yo pero I don't fit señora
Cross my fingers, Hope for mi vida entera
No choice either way, que no sea un dilemma
What is right has never been so wrong
These are the facts now try to enjoy the song
I’m not religious but I do believe in god
If it’s too serious that it’s fucking up your vibe
Then press the spacebar and get the fuck up
Put your coat on and get outside smell the flowers if there’s any left on your block
Take your phone and throw it on the ground
Step on it, crush it to pieces, chalk chalk
What is up, what is down
I don't care, got a crown
What you think, what you feel
Can you try, just be real
It hurts but you got this
I feel you, I can’t quit
They didn’t fuck with me then
They won’t fuck with me now
Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am I to judge
Who am I
No who are you
Who am I
No who are you
Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am i to judge
Who am I
No who are you
Who am I
No who are you
credits
from Digital Damage,
track released October 21, 2021
written Emma Beko
produced by CFCF
mixed and mastered Marc Remillard
Confronting her anxiety head-first through her craft, Emma Beko mixes nostalgic songwriting with apocalyptic sounds to create her grungy but sensitive take on hey hybrid alternative hip-hop.
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Vous aurez de belles ritournelles dans la tête! Une voix magnifique et une de nos plus grande parolière au Québec! Maman pirate l'adore! Lavinie Cloutier
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A truly stunning album that mentally transports you to foggy early morning streets, the pavement wet from recent rains. Dreary, but in a comforting way. Like sitting next to a window during a rainstorm, listening to the drops hit the glass while remaining warm. Never fails to make me feel safe. Crow Yo