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Mads Veslelia - Dumb Kid

Hey. First I would like to just say thank you for all the feedback on the documentary about me and my mom this weekend, we are all surprised by the response. Been receiving many touching messages from people in the same situation from all over the world, that’s super motivation for me. This was never made for people to sympathize, we wanted to illuminate a theme that does not get enough attention, at least not in the music world. During the filming of the documentary, I wrote a song that is very relevant to the situation and my life, this is the opening track to my latest album and it explains why I'm in this room, what it means to me and my dreams. I make music primarily to ease on my own shoulders, but after it reached out to more and more people, I understand now that it has become much bigger and more important than what I had imagined. I have a responsibility and I set out to represent what is real (at least to me), good and bad. Here is the song "Dumb Kid", which you can also find on Spotify. If you like what you hear and want more videos, feel free to leave a Like/Comment/share. Such things helps me to spread the music and it provides a bedroom-rat more push than one might think. Peace! Spotify: http://spoti.fi/2d30X6C Fanpage:   / 135208686534359   Lyrics Verse 1: a little kid with nowhere to hide this is it, he’s ready to fly so sick of feeling weak inside he wanna quit, yup ready die wanna sleep, eyes open and wide, why? hearing screams about pills and they fight, I kinda think you get the picture no sci-fci how can I deny or lie, I needed someone to dial and the angel came full speed on the road, she was heaven sent and what I needed the most, the second chance to get out the home, yes something had to change now I’m grown, and I’m filled with ammo so cold but I’m killing them all stay low, cover the beat in snow I am dreaming infinite, so I am scheming to get it, let’s go I’ma crawl I’ma sin, I’ma walk to the end never lay down I’ma fall, I’ma spin, I’ma hawk in the wind, I’ma stay out of anybody’s business, I don’t wanna jinx this I’m ok now up in the booth making noice in my room, I’ma prove that the boy with the blues got the choice to be good Hook: I guess that I must be some kind of’ dumb kid chasing things that I will never gon’ get But all I know is I am so done with doubting my power, and I’m just honest. when I feel down and I’m outta my mind and when I feel blind and I’m outta my shine and when I feel time put me outta my prime I gotta dig down, gotta find my spine I fight a big war and I’m walking through hell, but the walls gave me balls like a turtle shell I ain’t soft anymore, no eternal jail, yeah learn and I fail, but I’ll never be pale, man I bail. Verse 2: From the weak shit yeah I said it, at 7 I couldn’t fix it they couldn’t help it, to hell with the ail addiction I needed shelter from parents who couldn’t fit in I was leaving the doom, living in my grandma’s I found peace in my room, but I was missing a piece, I needed something to do saved all the cheese, then bought a mic and the tools too tryna express true feelings of blues mix it up with a little bit of attitude, I’ma sporadic dude, but in the attic I was rapping automatic no nomadic, fanatic, I sat inside making static used to be lonely cause outside of the room, people picking on me I had my idols and that was a fucking towel for the tears on my cheek I’m that kid with dreams and rap magazines in my head when I practice, I imagine fans so many shadows, all I hear they screaming “yeeeah” the remote is mic tho, and the floor a stage up in the booth making noice in my room, I’ma prove that the boy with the blues got the choice to be good Hook: I guess that I must be some kind of’ dumb kid chasing things that I will never gon’ get But all I know is I am so done with doubting my power, and I’m just honest. when I feel down and I’m outta my mind and when I feel blind and I’m outta my shine and when I feel time put me outta my prime I gotta dig down, gotta find my spine I fight a big war and I’m walking through hell, but the walls gave me balls like a turtle shell I ain’t soft anymore, no eternal jail, yeah learn and I fail, but I’ll never be pale, man I bail. Verse 3: But when the rainfall made you hateful and the rainbow nothing but grey, yo and there ain’t no other way to get away from pain and the raindrops, then get a raincoat you don’t gotta wait for somebody to come out here and save yah and be grateful cuz nobody gave yah anything served on a plate so I remember the time when I was sitting inside and just thinking about suicide I know it’s been a while, I still live in a cloud filled with doubt since I’ve been a child. But the chaos is under control, I got a purpose, a gun I no longer hold. The remote is a microphone, I squeeze it in my hand so hard I can my pulse. Man I’m dope!