Cooper Smith - Pages (feat. Walker Hartman) Lyrics

My words too often fall on deaf ears
Pages turn as I keep trying to find my way
My story might be different from yours
New friends they come and go separate ways
We might be unique, but we're still all the same

Grew up just a screw up in a small town
Follow my dreams it was hard enough to get out
All the doubt they placed in my head
Was enough to make a youngboy wanna scream and shout
But my goal was to make it out
And overall I just wanna see my momma smile
Make my father proud
But I was acting out
So I'm sorry pops I ain't never mean to let you down
I've been pushed around stomped on and belittled
So picture this a little kid who was emotionally crippled
Looking for a symbol or even a light in the dark
Cause I was working so hard and not getting too far
See I was scarred and I was hurting
Didn't think that I was worth it and my vision got to blurry
I've been done so dirty
All this pain that I'm enduring
I made some bad decisions
So I promise mom I sorry
Your son will be back in due time don't worry
My life was filled with fury
Better times they need to hurry
My pain is unhealed and I'm carrying it with me
fitting in just doesn't fit me
I'm waiting for life to pinch me because I'm stuck in a bad dream
Just wanna be happy but what does that mean
I'm trying to be better but I'm stuck in defeat
This water too deep man if I'm drowning just let me
You can't protect me
Nobody can help me

My words too often fall on deaf ears
Pages turn as I keep trying to find my way
My story might be different from yours
New friends they come and go separate ways
We might be unique, but we're still all the same

I walked through hell just so I could face the devil
Turned around and walked right out because God saw my potential
My pain was influential and it wasn't accidental
So I kept pushing man petal to the metal
Imma never give up imma never give in
Imma always be hungry until my life's at its end
No fairy tale dreams because this life ain't pretend
And where I come from there's few real friends
So you gotta get it how you live don't do it for them
Do it for the ones who you want with you in the end
Do it for the ones who helped write the story
They part of the team we all deserve the glory
It's history in the making and we taking flight now
We all the way up never coming back down
And we never back down even at life's lows
Even when life is hard we stay ten toes

I do it for my homies who ain't never get the chance
I do it for the people up in the stands
I do it for my moms and pops they lent a helping hand
I do it for the haters y'all will never understand
I'm a man of my word
And I'm a man of hard work
And I'm the man of a man who told me show em what you worth
And my momma always told me that I was gone be special
Now here I am rapping on an instrumental

My words too often fall on deaf ears
Pages turn as I keep trying to find my way
My story might be different from yours
New friends they come and go separate ways
We might be unique, but we're still all the same