Right on the Money

The skin's peeling off, the walls are coming down
I listen close but I can't hear a sound
Been trying to make sense of this empty room
My head's a balloon, deflating with the mood
Been swimming upstream the length of this river
They say the hustle's the way but it don't deliver
I've picked apart my memories countless times
Now fossils are all I find

Right on the money but the money's behind

The skin's peeling off, the walls are coming down
There's one too many stories to count
I remember when this shit felt real
I remember knowing how to feel
Been spending my hours graspin' at straws
Some days I feel like I'm just hovering on
Can't hear the difference between wrong and right
My tongue is silver but my eyes are too wide

Right on the money but the money's behind

The skin's peeling off, the walls are coming down
I try too hard to be something profound
All I really need is some peace of mind
All I really need is a few more lines



Credits
Writer(s): Tj Foster
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