Where the Hell Have I Been

It's kind of cold out, it's kind of shitty
City of Angels looking pretty filthy
Smog in the air and metro grease
The smell of bum piss as I walk down the street
Go the other way when I see the police
Take me in for public indecency
Fell asleep on the cold concrete
A schizophrenic who won't admit defeat

Woke up this morning to a trash can
On the corner of Fountain and Highland
Blood on my shirt and my pants are ripped to shreds
Someone tell me please where the hell have I been

Dumpster island getaway
A back alley with shade and privacy
The sand and the waves give me allergies
I'm like a 3 legged dog trying to scratch his fleas
Sunset view with no rent to pay
Where I pass out is where I stay
My brains starting to deteriorate
Give me a kick in the morning and see if I awake

Woke up this morning' to a trash can
On the corner of Fountain and Highland
Blood on my shirt and my pants are ripped to shreds
Someone tell me please where the hell have I been

Got nowhere to go riding up and down the metro
Lets see how this unfolds
Got nowhere to go might end up on skid row
Oh god who knows?

Woke up this morning' to a trash can
On the corner of Fountain and Highland
Blood on my shirt and my pants are ripped to shreds
Someone tell me please where the hell have I been
Someone tell me please where the hell have I been
Someone tell me please where the fuck have I been



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Bell, Elyadeen Anbar, Jacob Delott
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