Hands tied

Ocean side

Broke my legs and my pride

They said “say something funny or you’ll be sleeping with the sharks and fish”

Duck tape

Mouth and eyes

Stars fill up the sky

Couldn’t say my joke where the Pope vacations on imaginary ships

Close my eyes and count to three

And then it all goes black

Ironic this is it, because the punch line was “cruise of fiction”

Get it? I’d slap my knee if I had knees to slap

No words I have could bring me back

Now here I am reporting, sinking further down and wishing I had bought that verse from Lil B

And now my legacy’s dependent on some demos on my laptop

And posts that read “Long Live Bro” and “RIP”

I’m on the way, but not quite there, because I’m still writing this

Think it’s soon, but if I got two minutes then I’ll just enjoy it

A voice I’ve only heard one time inside another life

Comes down like sinking pennies

Sounds like wishing wells and hard goodbyes

You ‘til forever

Forever ‘til you

Never really knew the answer

Didn’t even hear your question

You ‘till forever

Forever ‘til you

Never asked, but wait should you?

Have told me to wait?

You ‘till forever

Forever ‘til you

Never really knew the answer

Didn’t even hear your question