Finest Hour - Cash Cash, Abir

Walking in with good intentions

Walking out with no patience

I feel my buttons being pressed on

I feel my body tryna start some

I know I’m young but I’m pissed off

Telling everyone to kick rocks

A couple rounds of the Mezcal

I’m falling down and I’m holding it all by a thread now

No, I ain’t perfect, never said I was perfect

And I’m putting it all on a prayer now

No, I ain’t perfect, never said I was perfect

This ain’t my finest hour

Might see my flaws today

My words are out of order

Maybe my drink’s to blame

Emptying all my pockets

'Til I don’t feel a thing

This ain’t my finest hour

This ain’t my finest hour

This ain’t my f--

Bottling my emotions

All this talk and commotion

Everybody got me stressed out

I can’t control if I break down

Every night is a big blur

I can’t get a hold of my temper

Ain’t no one to depend on

I’m falling down and I’m holding it all by a thread now

No, I ain’t perfect, never said I was perfect

And I’m putting it all on a prayer now

No, I ain’t perfect, never said I was perfect

This ain’t my finest hour

Might see my flaws today

My words are out of order

Maybe my drink’s to blame

Emptying all my pockets

'Til I don’t feel a thing

This ain’t my finest hour

This ain’t my finest hour

This ain’t my f--

I can’t hide my flaws (I)

And it’s all my fault (No, I ain’t perfect)

I am on my knees (Never said I was perfect)

Don’t give up on me

I can’t hide my flaws

And it’s all my fault ('Cause I deserve it)

I am on my knees

Don’t give up on me

This ain’t my finest hour

Might see my flaws today

My words are out of order

Maybe my drink’s to blame

Emptying all my pockets

'Til I don’t feel a thing

This ain’t my finest hour

This ain’t my finest hour

This ain’t my finest hour