Paroles de la chanson Doubt par chandol

Uneducated, played it, but I hate it
Got sublime wealth, but don't find help, shit don't matter if you made it out
All my problems are from problematic people now
Fuck up out my fucking ego, I just bought a house
But now it's empty, vacant like my bedroom
My baby left me a note, she said she left me for more legroom
How come I feel so empty when I'm full of doubt? (Da-da, da, da-da-da)
So imperfect, manufactured, sold, then broken, made of sand
Proud of the man I am, sometimes I am
A handful when I'm reaching for your hand
Rest my fingers, let it linger, wonder if you understand

On my mama, I've been blessed, but praying only when I can
I look to God when things look hard, a barking dog and dirty hands
Born in '02, but I owe you everything from rich to rags
I remember Christmas at Saint Anne's

Everybody leaves at the end of the story, even you
And that's when you grabbed my hand
Told me your plans for the day
Strawberry yogurt you took from the pantry
Oh, you look so pretty when you look my way

It's not what I'm used to
Oh, it's not who I am
It's not what I'm used to

It's not who I am

No, it's not what I'm used to
Mm, and it's not who I am
Ooh, it's not what I'm used to
Ooh, ah, ah