All That's Left

All that's left is a dollar and a dream
All that's left is a scholar with a scheme
World is black and white don't call it in between
Either stand out or be a cog in the machine
Maybe it ain't as crazy in my noggin as it seems
That sleep induced delusion may really be achieved
Calling me Sigourney cuz the stories that I weave
Are impossible to believe at least that's how you perceive
Saying this music's for us and by us cuz of my genes
Are you really trying to apply this bias to me
I play the role of David put Goliath to sleep
The system is vicious cuz they're lying to sheep
I'm trying to creep back to not giving a bleep
About what you all think I no longer will weep
Over your opinions but all the talk it is cheap
I can almost hear the calling of a coffin it's deep

All That's left is a pencil and a mic
All that's left is to stencil what to write
On this page been raking my brain all night
Try to find a way to make this pain all right
I need help but don't wanna cope with it
No needles but gotta be dope with it
Feel so low cuz i know lost hope with it
Stunned in the corner like Stone Cold did it
Feel so alone with a pen and a pad
As I sit alone with my head in my hands
Think about my life I'm regretting my past
The rest of my class they jest and they laugh
Know that I got what it takes in my brain
Ten years later still aches all the same
Most likely to be famous they saying my name
So that's where I point when I place all the blame

All that's left is my last breath
All that's left is my last test
All that's left is my last dream
All that's left is my last scream
All that's left is my last ache
All that's left is one last take
So one more take and I'll say goodbye
So one more hook and I'll say goodnight



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Stuber
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