Frith Hilton - Sorry I'm alive

{Intro}
Fresh Boy Chilling

{Verse 1}
Despising what I can't place a finger with a felling
Hope it visits, my healing
Cos I try, I cry
I ply my lane on chill
All the few gratings of me here
Swathes the floor
And I wake to my demise
Afraid I don't weed out the best of me

{Verse 2}
Wishing on a few loves apart
I see my growing stride
Faster I try
Looking down on everything I can pray too
Maybe it's all I have
I try to be kind with myself
Hoping for something better than this
Not just this
Hoping for something better than my curfew
And all the time I spend away
Away with my problems
Away with my hеart aches
Away with nothing but
Sorry I'm alive
Wishing on a death
Whilе I'm wishing on a debt of life
Wishing on paradise
While I keep it inside