Birthday
Try to change
But remain
I'll just try another day
Another time
Lay around
On the ground and waste away
Try to change
But remain
I'll just try another day
Another time
Stomach ache
Earthquake
Hear it rain on my birthday
A cloudy thursday
I'll just stay inside
And get lit all day
Bawling
But im all alone again and i'm fallin
Hear your voice calling
But i can't really place it so i'm stallin
Dawn breaks
My heart aches and sometimes skips a beat
I rip the sheets in bits and pieces
Fuck these symphonies i'm always
Close to making something genius
Bonafide born to defy your expectations even
When they're good
Drifting and floating and fading away
Lit alone all day
It's all so hard you never wanna listen
You get me hard and fuck me in the kitchen
I just need someone to hear my bitching
I know it's all the time but please be patient
I'm 25 but i'm feeling ancient
My joints are creaking and my bones are breaking
And i'm constantly scared of having heart attacks
Part of that is probably cause of the hash
If you know where it's at, you know where i'm going
I'll get myself there, but i'll do it slowly
I'm still looking homely, skinny and fat
You walk in my tracks, so you should get to know me
Blow me if you're gonna drop and leave me lonely
I've been in these tracks before with my former homies
There's a limit to that, and to what i can take
Most things you can't do at least you can fake
Drifting and floating and fading away
Lit alone all day
But remain
I'll just try another day
Another time
Lay around
On the ground and waste away
Try to change
But remain
I'll just try another day
Another time
Stomach ache
Earthquake
Hear it rain on my birthday
A cloudy thursday
I'll just stay inside
And get lit all day
Bawling
But im all alone again and i'm fallin
Hear your voice calling
But i can't really place it so i'm stallin
Dawn breaks
My heart aches and sometimes skips a beat
I rip the sheets in bits and pieces
Fuck these symphonies i'm always
Close to making something genius
Bonafide born to defy your expectations even
When they're good
Drifting and floating and fading away
Lit alone all day
It's all so hard you never wanna listen
You get me hard and fuck me in the kitchen
I just need someone to hear my bitching
I know it's all the time but please be patient
I'm 25 but i'm feeling ancient
My joints are creaking and my bones are breaking
And i'm constantly scared of having heart attacks
Part of that is probably cause of the hash
If you know where it's at, you know where i'm going
I'll get myself there, but i'll do it slowly
I'm still looking homely, skinny and fat
You walk in my tracks, so you should get to know me
Blow me if you're gonna drop and leave me lonely
I've been in these tracks before with my former homies
There's a limit to that, and to what i can take
Most things you can't do at least you can fake
Drifting and floating and fading away
Lit alone all day
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Writer(s): Grim Dunkels
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