No Fuel

Here's the thing
Since you asked if I forgot about you
Been on my mind like work that
Minimalists do
Fuck you
I'm only speaking my truth
It never mattered to you
I need to go to the booth
Yeah like I got a booth
Spit til I lose a tooth
My moves are sneaky and sleuth
They say I'm less with the ruth
That line flew over your roof
Riding round in my coup
Honda it don't have a roof
Some say I'm old with the news
They sleeping after the doof

I got advice over wine
She said to focus on you
You had a hold on my time
We were bogus I knew
I got a lot on my mind
Walking in stolen shoes
Pulling away from the group
Now I'm like the view
If I had to block you
Assume you needed the block
You can't unfriend me
And act like you shocked
Or give me shit when every time you find me and my phone is on lock
We both need more then we got
You can't befriend me and then thrown shots

Or ask me once how I'm doing
And throw a fit when I'm not
You know I'm watching the clock
Love is a flower that rots
With plans to blow up, dynamite, pocket of tots
You need to grow up, geshundiet, I'm allergic to thots
On my victory trot
Ahead of all you
Snot nosed
Bozos
Need a couple hoes though
Hose though, fuego
You buncha dodos
Break it down I roll those
Breaking down I tow those
Break it down like shogun
I just left the dojo
Must go on the show goes
Can't match the flow though
I run those like Velcros
Won't throw of my mojo
My life is so so
So forward I go
One caveat though
I be around to bother you when you sleep
I be around but I won't make any peep
I'll be around in your mind
Memories are not kind
if you thinking of me
Then you done lost your pride
Where's the lie

I was waiting in line
She said don't fuck with the queue
I heard it through the grapevine
You moved on so what's new
I got a pain in my side
From laughing bout your new boo
Pulling away from your crew
And now I'm way over you
If I had to ghost assume you doing the most
You can't disown me and say it's a joke
Or talk shit behind my back all week then throw up shots for a toast
This ain't some comedy roast
Now I've grown you kept me down almost

I be around to torture you in your dreams
I be around to rip your soul from it's seams
It never be how it seems
We was never a team
You were cleverly mean
I was barely seen
You were carefully keen
I was sparingly clean, Daringly bold
You put me put me out in the cold, I froze okay
So where's my super suit
There's no more pursuing you
I sewed my soul up with some super glue
You probably hit the juul and popped a few
I probably hit the jeweler, cop a few
Black and blue, I'm Mr. Incredible
Where's my lunar boots
There's no more the moon is full
I circle Saturn swerving stupid loose
Purple hues emerge as bruises do
Your muted mood gave me a rounder view
Done with you, there will be no rendezvous
The end of time is fucking beautiful
The edge of space is full of promise too
And I promise you, I've run out of rocket fuel



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Writer(s): Chad Short
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