Drought

Sky turns to rubble in this fucking place
I got nothing to say without my mind taking me
Just left but got back soon, G
The world is an oyster and it's not for me

Everyday I'm fronting like the KGB
They wanna get my gold but they can't stop me
I pack and unfold like fake TV
Got my slack on reality, it's aching me

This drought is taking over
I'd hate to find you so tough
The time it takes to show up
You're gonna have to show her

The world breaks down into a cloud
It all looks so vacant now
I tried to take part of it out
I only got back what I held

New universal well
Tried my hardest to stick the gel
I fucked up my mind, oh well
Trying to get my first class seat to hell

This drought is aching clovers
I'd wait to find you sober
The time it takes to grow her
You're gonna have to lower



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Wilson
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