歌 :
Steph Pockets
Just for one moment.
Just for one moment.
Not everyday.
Not everyday.
I need to thank you.
I need to thank you.
About everything.
About everything.
Another day, another dollar,
hoping that we see tomorrow.
Just to drink away the pain
and smoke away the sorrow.
It's the world that got
me feeling like I don't
know where to turn.
And the feeling I can't fight
it so I gotta let it burn.
I'm hurting, mom say to
pray, but it ain't working.
And I'm thirsting for an answer,
confused about the question.
At the school of hard knocks but
still ain't learn the lesson.
I'm lost, I wanna
make this work,
but what's the cost.
Could try any means but
won't like the end results.
I fight, I'm juggling
the wrong and the right.
So I write.
Just for one moment.
Just for one moment.
Not everyday.
Not everyday.
I need to thank you.
I need to thank you.
About everything.
About everything.
I write the songs that the world
might not ever get to hear.
Habing thoughts like Bushwick
Bill as I sip the Everclear.
But I clearly don't
wanna go there,
I'm trying to focus.
But the more I try,
it's like the more
I'm seeming hopeless.
I hope this don't mean
all I got is a dream.
A dream at the start,
but a nightmare is what it seem.
It grew into, if it don't
work then what to do.
Quite, get a job turn
it into a career.
Overworked and under paid and
tell myself I'm happy here.
I'm happy, I'm faking,
I'm smiling to hide the aching.
And I'm still waiting.
Just for one moment.
Just for one moment.
Not everyday.
Not everyday.
I need to thank you.
I need to thank you.
About everything.
About everything.