Martyrs - Social Club Misfits

Losin' my life

I’ll be going on my own

Leavin' everything I know

Losin' my life, losin' my life, losin' my life

I’ll be going on my own

Martyr!

Losin' my life, losin' my life, losin' my life

I just wanna know when it all come together, together

I just wanna why you couldn’t find somebody better

Guess I’m the man for the job

And I wanna tell my family I love 'em, but I don’t really see them enough

It’s gettin' real crazy, I just wanna go back home

And my sister got engaged on Instagram and I didn’t even know

I’m sick and tired of watchin' my entire family grow up in a phone

Her friend text me, «Where were you at?

Yeah, we didn’t even know»

And is this the life that I signed up for?

Is it worth it?

Oh yeah, yeah, it’s worth it When they don’t have to grow up like us, yeah, that’s a blessin'

And I don’t wanna see them go through hell when they could be in heaven, heaven

I’m in the skylight

I guess it’s what my mean by the high life

Went to Vegas, didn’t care about the nightlife

Killin' these shows and flyin' right back to my wife

Back on the ground, back on the grind

Song gotta write, I can’t keep 'em inside

Songs that we’re makin', not only for ratin'

Cause honestly my fam' can’t eat your likes

What should I do?

What should I say?

I asked the Father, He told me, «Keep writing»

Said, «Fern, in this life with this talent I gave you

You gon' lead many to me, that’s a promise»

If we’re being honest, I haven’t been perfect

But Lord you always been there when I needed you

I been through hell and high water

Cause it’s easy to let you down, but you love me through

You tell me I’m your son

How did I deserve such grace?

Me, I sold cocaine that would numb your brain to the point you say, «How much blow you take?»

Fern bruh, that’s even enough with the drug talk

That’s for those still stuck in the drug walk

Feelin' distant that to the world cut off

Here’s a song just for you to help you go on