Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Houle
Songwriter
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
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