t&F (Used To)

Lobster nachos and pot smoke

You got a lot of jokes

On this mission impossible

You skated by on the fact

That your image was passable

Until we got in a rhythm from hitting them potholes

I'm stirring from the collision

Itching the scar from my incision

I had to let a lot go

It blurred my vision

This new division

Puts me in an obstacle course

Now an inoperable source

Meets an unstoppable force

I had nowhere left to go

So now I'm not on the course

Obstinate of course

'Til I'm hopping in a Porsche

I want it all endured it all

Think I spotted the top it lured me into it

I had no more intuition. I was highly disputed

Cold as Inuit

All I contributed to this were all of the issues

Which just brought out the bitch in us

Funny now I'm missing us

Money counter glitched got no digits left

If we can stick to trust that'd be luck

But instead you left

I'm wishing I grew up before I fucked it up

The pieces, picking em up

Now music's lifting me up

How do you get back up

I couldn't do it without the tune

I knew it. I ripped my tunic

Now gin and juice and tonic

The only relent to my problems

Well that and hitting the chronic

This vacuum is iconic

Swept up and dropped my heart

Now I'm sweeping up the shards

You'll be needing some armed guards

To cleave me apart

Otherwise this avant-garde is still in your heart

And still in your head

And it ends just like how it starts

With a wave then two strangers depart

It's just a phase what lessons imparted today

Better get em plotted

But you'll never be solid I say

But then again you called it

I guess I am toxic and fake

Usually I get used up

I got used to being used

When I was using the drugs

I used to lose get back up

Attack another

I used to move with a pack

I used to be who you were in love with

You get used to not having what you used to have

You get used to not having who you used to have

You get used to not laughing when you used to laugh

You get used to you used up

Threw in the trash

Usually I get used up

I got used to being used

Before you flew in with love

After a shove or two

Further I dug

But somehow got a view

I can do what I promised to do

Once there's only one

Or is it too fun

I talk fool

You turn from

Return the funds