
BANDO BE THE LOGO ANOTHER BROKEN SOUL Sabotaging Myself even when I know its really bad for my muthafuckin health when I move i move in stealth.. Why do, why, why do, why, why do they watch you While Iām sabotaging, tearing down my own truth Talking like Iām nothing when Iām standing right here Standing in the mirror with a stranger I fear Why I make myself feel low when I could rise instead Why I plant these bitter thoughts inside my head Why I feel so sad, why canāt I just be A better man than the one I see in me Lord, tell me why I keep cutting my own rope Why I bury all my chances, why I choke on hope Iām advertising you while Iām dragging down myself Knowing all this damageās killing off my health All this sabotage, sabotage, I know itās bad for my health Why I keep on breaking, breaking, breaking my own self Distressing, stressing, yeah, itās teaching me a lesson Count your blessings, count your blessings āCause they donāt last long, no, they donāt last long Iām tired of sabotaging, tired of being wrong Iām tired and Iām hoping I donāt fade before Iām strong Wondering why everybody feels the way they do How do you feel ābout me when I feel the same for you Judging my reflection, Iām a jury and a cell Building up a prison just to lock myself in hell Why I stab my heart with every word I say When I know that Iām the one who keeps me in the gray Why canāt I forgive, why canāt I extend The mercy that Iām begging from my only friend Lord, tell me why I keep cutting my own rope Why I turn my every promise into smoke Iām advertising faith while Iām speaking disbelief Holding on to shame like itās my only relief All this sabotage, sabotage, I know itās bad for my health Why I keep on breaking, breaking, breaking my own self Distressing, stressing, yeah, itās teaching me a lesson Count your blessings, count your blessings āCause they donāt last long, no, they donāt last long Iām tired of sabotaging, tired of being wrong Iām tired and Iām hoping I donāt fade before Iām strong Iām tired of waking up already feeling like Iāve lost Tired of paying pain like itās the only cost Tired of savage charging at my heart each night Tired of dimming every bit of my own light Lord, if You see me falling, pull me from myself Heal these hands that hurt me more than anyone else Teach me how to love the man Iāve never met The one inside my chest I always just forget Why do, why, why do I cut my own wings down Why do, why, why do I turn my smile to a frown Why canāt I be better, why canāt I be free From the war I keep on waging only against me All this sabotage, sabotage, I know itās bad for my health Why I keep on breaking, breaking, breaking my own self Distressing, stressing, God, Iām learning every lesson Count my blessings, count my blessings I donāt want to let āem go, no, I wonāt let āem go Iām tired of sabotaging, tired of being wrong Iām tired but Iām praying I can stay here, live long Turn this sabotage, sabotage into a healing song Why do, why, why do, why, why do they watch you While Iām slowly learning how to stop hurting me too Why I feel so sad, maybe I can understand Iām broken, but Iām reaching for a better man..Bando Bando you'll get through it u stronger then u really know I know I know..keep pushing through bando u still man bro dats fo damn sho..

