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Lirieke: Shystie. Arms Wide Open.

Every day's the same,
Can't get out of bed,
Crazy thoughts are rushin' in my head.
Said I'd never take my life
But, I had them nights
Where I'm like, fuck it,
Let me sniff away my life with lines.
So I sniff and cry
Dealing with my problems,
Which are on the rise like the gun crime in Tottenham
Then I sit and zone
And I feel a bit alone
On my Jack Jones,
Trynna find a way out of this hole.
No one knows how I feel deep down inside,
Many nights I've cried
Nobody around me to confide in
And no one can identify with what I'm really fightin',
It's bigger than the drug related problem that I'm hidin'.

So I looked inside,
Somethin' then replied
'You're not a kid no more,
Kiss your Kidulthood goodnight.'
So I did and cried
And when I opened up my eyes,
Adulthood was waitin' for me arms open wide.

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Now you wait for days
Thinkin' what could be?
Adulthood creeps up so quickly.
This city takes you in with
Open arms and grows you.

So I'm sittin' on this chair
Battlin' myself,
Phone to my ear
But, it goes to voicemail.
Lips start to quiver,
My face says 'help'
As my eyes turn red
And then begin to swell.
I leave a little message
Kinda spillin' out my guts
But, I word it well,
I come across like I don't give a fuck
And it's such a bait life

But, I do it on the sly
Where I end it like
'Call me if you want, K? Bye.'
Back to sittin' on my Jack Jones,
Lightin' up a cigarette
And tears start to flow.
Coke on the table, like no.
Kick it over,
What, so is this how my life's supposed to go?

So I looked inside,
Somethin' then replied
'You're not a kid no more,
Kiss your Kidulthood goodnight.'
So I did and cried
And when I opened up my eyes,
Adulthood was waitin' for me arms open wide.

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So what's it gonna take for me to turn my life around?
Take my finger out my arse and finally sort it out.
I just need someone to help me up when I fall down
And help me when I'm on my knees and lift me off the ground. (Ground, ground)
I'm just lookin' for a way out
To the point I'm never lookin' back and I stay out,
No longer wishin' I could trade places for a day out
In another man's shoes 'cos I hate my life, day out.
So it's now or never,
Give up or be a go-getter,
That's suttin' to better me
Instead of bein' like, 'whatever'.
I hate to admit it but, I can't be like this forever
Man, I really wanna change
It's time to get my life together.

So I looked inside,
And somethin' then replied
'You're not a kid no more,
Kiss your Kidulthood goodnight.'
So I did and I
Waved it goodbye
And greeted Adulthood with my arms open wide.

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