This song was made for "Pass the Mic" a hiphop collab album that celebrates the genre and its many sub genres.

hosted by AhWham

https://ahwham.newgrounds.com/

Enjoy an Original Song featuring ‎GoodBoyEthan (Ethan Gallardo)

Who Wrote/Rapped and Sang on this song!

HUGE! thanks to him for collabing with us! and providing us with his awesome talents!!

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Check out the Collab and the many artists who participated: https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1240578

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Instrumental: https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1245514?updated=1694303249

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Music Production: Seros💀

Rap/Lyrics: Ethan Gallardo

https://twitter.com/EthanGallardoVO

https://goodboyethan.newgrounds.com/

http://ethangallardo.squarespace.com/acting

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Lyrics: 

Another late night, another bar fight, folded, out cold, and got blurry eyesight

Where are my car keys, my girlfriend dumped me. Am I a loser? ‘Cause I feel like I might be. 

I’m sick and tired of fucking feeling this way, I mean, if life a cycle? Is it more than a day? 

Is it more than a week? Is there more to defeat? I might be in the corner, but I’m feeling this beat. Hey! 

The room is spinning, that bottle grinning, I swore this was the last time but I’m only beginning

Is like high and like low, and the high is the row on the shelf I can’t reach, when I’m slurring my speech 

It’s like hell, it’s like jail, when I’m locked in that cell, cause I fail when I try to make it all by myself 

Take me home, take me back, get my life back on track, I can’t handle my demons im under attack 

(Can’t explain it, but I need it, I just want to feel alive) 

(If all I have is me, then I’m enough, there’s no need to compromise) 

Another morning and I’m all in my head, alarm is sounding, brain is pounding, as I get out of bed. 

I left my girlfriend on read, and forgot what I said. It's all a blacked out blur god, I wish I were dead.

I’m sick and tired of fucking feeling like this, throwing up in this bowl, the same hole where I piss. 

Can I stop? Can I change? Am I sick or derganged? I don’t know if I’mma make it, but ain’t life strange. 

I want to grow up, but it’s throw up, when that push comes to shove I can’t even show up

For myself or my friends, when I’m down with the bends, purging puke but it’s cute when I call it a cleanse

Take me out, take me down, when I’m starting to drown in the glass in my hand when I dive in 

the crown 

Lock me up in a cage when I’m starting to rage, it can’t end like this I’m rewriting the page. 

(Can’t explain it, but I need it, I just want to feel alive) 

(If all I have is me, then I’m enough, there’s no need to compromise)

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Enjoy and Have a Good Day or Night.