Manhattan Missions

I dont talk about it

I just wanna walk around

Never wanna face the truth

Feeling like we falling down

Autograph youth

Oughta grab you too

All the rags battered shoes

Ratatouilles in the booth

Tattle tale

Tat a name

Tag a **** on a post

Just to find you a clown

With a raspberry nose

Life a cadberry egg

They just say I do the most

They just wish that I was dead

But I am not a friendly ghost

I am not a open target

I been propping up my toast

Like I'm browning up some bread

A **** chopping up the loaf

But now we say we never fed

Its like I'm hopping off the boat

But you won't ever see me drown

Cuz I been walking on the coast

It's mystery suppose

Cuz **** looking like he float

Like a diner in the 60's

Moving swiftly like we row

Is he dizzy I dont know

Cuz all these circles formed a moat

Getting nippy grab a coat

Voice was pitchy like he choked

Lionel Richie said hello

Time was ticking like the notes

When I was sickly I was close

To our father and his host

But gates chose not to open

Then he healed me with a voice

And a single ray of light saying

boy you know you got a choice

And I can feel it