Gotta Get On With It - Lyrics - G Tom Mac

You win the prize for being the feather girl You float like nothing does you harm You want me to think you're invincible And believe that you can do no wrong You're all so perfect in a dangerous way Why do I feel like I'm your gun For every day I swear you'll come around I poison myself and I Gotta get on with it Gotta conclude you in my condition Gotta come down off the ledge you're on Gotta get on with it God I could die from the dose you're giving Gotta forget that I'm all you've got You re-enact the girl I used to know As you remind me of what you're not How can I blame you for the way you are When I forgive what you forgot Maybe those voices that sing in your head Make you believe you're not that lost I know that wind could blow you any day Doesn't that tell you that ya Gotta get on with it? Gotta learn I'm not the one you're missing? Gotta come down off the ledge you're on? Gotta get on with it? God I could die from the dose you're giving Gotta forget that I'm all you've got Not gonna lie for ya, not gonna cry to ya Is it a shame to ya? Was I the brave to ya? One day you'll come wide-awake Like some child you'll want your way Gotta get on with it Gotta conclude you in my condition Gotta come down off the ledge you're on Gotta get on with it God I could die from the dose you're giving Gotta forget that I'm all you've got Gotta get on with it