I was only afraid
To get on down
To get on down
It's only I that can make me feel shame
I was hurting myself
I was hurting myself
How many months that passed?
How many girls that's fast?
How much greener grass?
How many bad decisions?
How many people that's fishy?
How many wrong u-turns?
Pointless concerns?
(I know)
But hold on
I be still looking for good, don't I?
Trying to take only what's mine, ain't I?
I be still looking for good, don't I?
Trying to take only what's mine, ain't I?
Trying to take only what's mine
And I don't need nothing more
(I don't)
I was only afraid
To get on down
To get on down
It's only I that can make me feel pain
I was hurting myself
I was hurting myself
Through the storm, an abandoned house
Through the storm, an abandoned house
Too many wrongs may one define
Too many wrongs may one define
Through the storm, an abandoned house
Through the storm, an abandoned house
Too many wrongs may one define
Too many wrongs
I was only afraid
To get on down
To get on down
Now I'll be okay