Ghosts

Please forgive me for anything I might do that could put my life in jeopardy
Or keep me alive throughout my depression

Peddle to the floor
Rose Peddles on Dior
Tea Kettle in the morning
Sounding like a roar
Ima do what make me happy, you happy
Yeah yeah Ima do what make me happy

The odds are forever stacked against me
Looking for a shot
Reload
Then get after it
Sitting all alone
Blinds closed
On some tragedy
I am not alone got some ghosts
Hope they're proud of me

Yeah Yeah
Peddle to the floor
Rose Peddles on Dior
Tea Kettle in the morning
Sounding like a roar
Ima do what make me happy, you happy
Yeah yeah Ima do what make me happy

This past winter was a cold one
Waitin for her message
Then she left me in a cold one
Yeah I felt depressed
But shit where else was I to go huh
Came a long way
Fell apart in a day
Now I'm focused

Uh
Dippin
Tryna not catch feelings
I always keep my eye staring at a million
So I sip
And work
And sip
And work
Long as I got a chain
Pocket change
And a hearse
Ima go berserk
And go berserk
And go berserk
Till my motherfucking head hurts
And go berserk
And go berserk
And go berserk

Peddle to the floor
Rose Peddles on Dior
Tea Kettle in the morning
Sounding like a roar
Ima do what make me happy, you happy
Yeah yeah Ima do what make me happy

I'm fucking crazy
Give a tireless effort
Ain't looking back cause if I do
I'd be losing them seconds
That's just the truth
All my life Ive been learning that lesson
Could chip a tooth
But that wouldn't ever make me a legend
Could drown in jewels
But that wouldn't get me closer to heaven
Could follow suit
But that wouldn't ever give me your blessing
You know the rules

I got a way when I walk
You slip in the grass
Why don't you go get a bag
And get the fuck off my ass
We all know I'm gonna last
Ghost



Credits
Writer(s): Dalton Pritt
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