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Not Sure Lyrics by Ceschi

They Hate Francisco False

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[Intro]
I’m Dying

[Verse 1: Ceschi]
Most words that I learned as a child
Went in one ear and right out the other
But my mother taught me that medieval men could be evil
And my brother taught me to be deathly afraid of needles
And my history teacher told me that I wouldn’t
Amount to be anything close to what I would like to be
Enough! What is up with the rest of the bacteria
And the once upping murders in Jersey
But I can’t quit I’m in too deep
Though all my hopes are out of reach
I could try to become what you wanted for me
I could try to be honest but honestly I don’t think
That I’ll accomplish any of the goals that you set for me
And I’d be lying if I said I could

[Hook]
I’m not sure where I’m going next
But sometimes it’s nice to get lost
I’m not sure where I’m going next
But sometimes it’s nice to forget
(Yeah… Scratch!)

[Verse 2: Penny]
I suppose most find, that they’re in constant conflict with their origins
But my childhood was split between latitudes of sidewalks, boys, and the madness
Behold, massive amount in wool attracting nothing
But overheat from the sun and now I’m back again
After a year of waking daily to it’s tucking in
Two funerals in one, one special, two children for one unplugged mother
And two arms under, the weight of our late relationship
How can I be a shelf when I need to clutch myself (self)?
And I can’t seem to crack the coffin lid between, (between), between, (between)
The opposite sides of the line we ride like sharing arrowheads
I’ve tangled myself in half the stayed with electric strings
Enhance me into calculated shapes, but I’ve been snipped
A four year degree that got me here, back to the empty days
I first fled from and I can’t zoom straight through the rotation
Of my aging toss and turn over a compass where my north is
I have at least 60 blank years to lead, but I need more

[Hook]
I’m not sure where I’m going next
But sometimes it’s nice to get lost
I’m not sure where I’m going next
But sometimes it’s nice to forget
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Ceschi

Ceschi

About “Not Sure” by Ceschi

Read the complete lyrics to "Not Sure" by Ceschi from the album "They Hate Francisco False". On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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"Not Sure" is credited to Ceschi. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

"Not Sure" appears on "They Hate Francisco False".

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