Zoning Out

Staring at the board I pray
I won't have to worry about this motherfucking place
I don't really care what you say
I'll be on my own I'll be ok

Don't wanna try, no use
Don't try to lie, I see right through
Every single time it's true
I belong out back, bumping blues



Credits
Writer(s): Max Bellaire
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