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lirik lagu dumb kid – mads veslelia

[verse 1]
a little kid with nowhere to hide
this is it, he’s ready to fly
so sick of feeling weak inside
he wanna quit, yup ready die
wanna sleep, eyes open and wide, why?
hearing screams about pills and they fight, i
kinda think you get the picture no sci-fci
how can i deny or lie, i needed someone to dial
and the angel came
full speed on the road, she was heaven sent
and what i needed the most, the second chance
to get out the home, yes something had to change
now i’m grown, and i’m filled with ammo
so cold but i’m k!lling them all
stay low, cover the beat in snow
i am dreaming infinite, so i am scheming to get it, let’s go

[bridge:]
i’ma crawl i’ma sin, i’ma walk to the end never lay down
i’ma fall, i’ma spin, i’ma hawk in the wind, i’ma stay out
of anybody’s business, i don’t wanna jinx this
i’m ok now
up in the booth making noice in my room, i’ma prove that the boy with the blues got the choice to be good

[hook:]
i guess that i must be some kind of’ dumb kid
chasing things that i will never gon’ get
but all i know is i am so done with
doubting my power, and i’m just honest

when i
feel down and i’m outta my mind
and when i
feel blind and i’m outta my shine
and when i
feel time put me outta my prime
i gotta dig down, gotta find my spine
i fight a
big war and i’m walking through h-ll, but the walls gave me b-lls like a turtle sh-ll
i ain’t soft anymore, no eternal jail, yeah learn and i fail, but i’ll never be pale
man i bail

[verse 2:]
from the weak sh-t
yeah i said it, at 7 i couldn’t fix it
they couldn’t help it, to h-ll with the ail addiction
i needed shelter from parents who couldn’t fit in
i was leaving the doom, living in my grandma’s
i found peace in my room, but i was missing a piece, i needed something to do
saved all the cheese, then bought a mic and the tools to tryna express true feelings of blues
mix it up with a little bit of att-tude, i’ma sporadic dude, but in the attic i was rapping automatic
no nomadic, fanatic, i sat inside making static
used to be lonely
cause outside of the room, people picking on me
i had my idols and that was a f-cking towel for the tears on my cheek
i’m that kid with dreams and rap magazines

[bridge:]
in my head when i practice, i imagine fans
so many shadows, all i hear they screaming “yeeeah”
the remote is mic tho and the floor a stage
up in the booth making noice in my room, i’ma prove that the boy with the blues got the choice to be good

[hook:]
i guess that i must be some kind of’ dumb kid
chasing things that i will never gon’ get
but all i know is i am so done with
doubting my power, and i’m just honest

[verse 3:]
but when the rainfall made you hateful
and the rainbow nothing but grey, yo
and there ain’t no other way to get away from
pain and the raindrops, then get a raincoat
you don’t gotta wait for somebody to come out here and save yah
and be grateful cause n0body gave you
anything served on a plate so
i remember the time when i was sitting inside
and just thinking about suicide
and now it’s been a while, i still live in a cloud
filled with doubt since i’ve been a child
but the chaos is under control, i got a purpose
a gun i no longer hold
the remote is my microphone, i squeeze it in my hand so hard i can feel my pulse
man i’m dope

- mads veslelia

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