Lyrics

I got no money, no time, wait I actually got tons, plenty, so much time to waste I just, I just don't have the motivation to pick up the pace Mind's all over the place I can't even lift my arms to grab a pen and paper There's too much going on, and it's enough to make me a rake scraper Better than becoming vapor Sitting on my ass, dozing off in class Blah, blah, blah That's a good one yeah Now did I ever tell you that Wait, hold on, don't wanna get into that Avoiding my luck I'm feeling kinda stuck I'm in narrow hallways Running like a ballgame Wouldn't wanna misname Maybe get a little fame Proportion is a little lame, lame Class has started and I already have a heartache My brain can't think I'm bored as fuck, hungry as hell see past cake Sure beats fighting with them foes all the time But I gotta do it to stay out of line It's a big wall right in front of me, blocking me My train of thought you see Don't know where to go it's free I'm patiently waiting, exaggerating, frustrating, I'm basically deflating Don't know where to go Up, no, maybe down Ha, it's creating Hell fucking right When it buzz I sting, I'm a goddamn bee that's learning how to sing I hope I go to Disneyland get stoked for the rides And the coaster goes off the rails, fall from the sky Hope the doc writes me the wrong prescription for the sickness I have Drink some toxic chemicals that had been mixed in a lab I knew from day one this was something I wouldn't like But I said hey give it a chance, I might as well try And now that we're here I wanna rip out ya eyes So you can't see the pain that has blatantly caused us to cry Call me what you want, when you want, if you want And you can call me names if you call me up to shop This first album is gonna scoop and shit on my whole career I'm the reason people like you are still even here Started from the bottom, then I'm right on the top Made a good ass song, yeah one was pop When I kill you, wrap your body up in tuscan leather Just surrender, you'll feel a whole lot better You need to pick a side Are you gonna stay on this path I'll take your career, buy a casket and take that shit into 3rd gear
Writer(s): Adam Houle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out