Finally, you showed up, happy for a change

You're a mime of many rhythms in your syllabic rain

I ignored that, horse crap, nothing would've came

Sister, you'd'a called me to reflect on every pain

You'd been experimenting, had about a dose

Then you had one more, with your eyes about to close, you said

"Hold that, stow that, she could never know"

But I don't think any one of us could care anymore

Too many seeds make a fall without a place

To land within, yet they grow a heavy weight

Yet I seen a hand plant a seed, and many more

So I could say any one of us could care anymore

I don't think any one of us is partial to a change

When it hurts, ain't it shit just to writhe another day?

So I said, “Hold up, Old Stuck, pack another smoke”

'Cause I, do say any one of us could care

Anymore

Yeah, I do say any one of us

Oh, I do say any one of us

Oh, I do say any one of us could care