Camelback

Coastin, I'm boastin' that I'm ghosting
Staring at the ocean, going through the motions
Work then sleep, then work, then sleep, then back home
And in between, a healthy dose of Camel made tobacco
That's facts tho, cause my life, it always seemed irrelevant
I'm not intelligent, so to my health, I say "to hell with it!"
My minds fucked, so I made my tomb to match it
You find it tragic, but I just need the roots to crack it
The surface, my purpose, so why am I feeling worthless
Staying out of churches, and scrolling through my curses
I'm hurt bitch, can't you see these inner scars
But no, you left me to die in maze with Minotaur
So these feelings are ripped and tattered and torn to shreds
Sleeping on this free couch, I can't afford no bed
Ignore this head, he's claiming the statements that's preposterous
Threw all my pennies down the well and never even got the wish

Taking to my to craft and then I go and polish it
I couldn't finish college cause I ran into that wall again
We all pretend, we always see the deepest in astonishment
I'm sitting on this ottoman, just hoping I'm not falling in
Into deep depression, cause I don't need that
Pouring soul out and I just want some honest feedback
So please act according to plan, nod if you understand
I'm just a broken man, too proud to take a helping hand
I hope to take a stand and span throughout the vacant lands
My time is ancient sands running through an hour glass
And hours pass, still feeling like a bag of trash
I pump the gas to the Acura, it ain't that fast
Don't want another crash, just want a chance
To succeed and extend the olive branch to the fams
Make a few tracks that smack inside the jam
And maybe take a year off and cool it in Japan



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Walker
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