All I Need

Duration

4:22

Genres

Pop

Description

Lyrics

Take a wild guess who you think I am, just another kid burning out? Disapprove of the lifestyle I choose, and this concerns me how? Think I’m really gonna care what you say? I’m busy running ‘round And backing up the promises I made, instead of talking loud You’ll set your expectations, I’ll do my best to break em Tag me with all these labels, I shake em turn the tables But this is just a preview, the feature’s coming soon Just give the script a read through, you’ll see I’m right on cue I got my t-shirt, I got my blue jeans I got all I need now Won’t you roll with me as I try to see how this life could be now I miss the way I was amused as a kid With a backwards lid and my shoes undid When I was feelin’ drowned in this small town I’d turn around and just cruise off the grid With a pad of paper and a chewed up ink pen I started something that I didn’t even think then Was gonna save me when I screwed up pretty much Everything that I touched, I was on the brink when I learned how to make my own beats While layin’ down brick just to make ends meet Livin the broke life but talk is cheap Started layin’ down tracks with an awkward beat, like I need a re-write Gotta make the most out of every one of these nights Gotta shut the world out no doubt Besides, I got everything I need right here I got my t-shirt, I got my blue jeans I got all I need now Won’t you roll with me as I try to see how this life could be now I don’t need no ride or fancy clothes Starting to finally see how I got my t-shirt, and my blue jeans And that’s all I need now It ain’t about the money, the pearls, the cars The drinks you buy for the girls in the bars The ring that shines like a fist full of stars And blinds up the room so they miss who you are It’s Mr. to you pay attention the lesson is far from through I am less than impressed when you Can’t even spit from that hole in your chest Where your soul used to rest, you call this your best? They build you up with fears, hopes and dreams Then down come the mirrors and the smoke machines It was all an illusion, a fuckin’ mirage Who was I foolin’ there’s no entourage No record deal, no sold out shows No mass appeal but I know how it goes And I chose this life knowin’ the lows of the road This gift was not wrapped in a rose colored bow no But I got my t-shirt, I got my blue jeans I got all I need now Won’t you roll with me as I try to see how this life could be now I don’t need no ride or fancy clothes Starting to finally see how I got my t-shirt, and my blue jeans And that’s all I need now