Dystrophy

Been about a year
Tell me where the fuck I'm at
What have I been doing
I've been running in a lap
Looking at my future
I don't wanna do the math
Cause this past year
Was a 15th of that man
What the fuck
My dad pays my rent
I don't got a fucking buck
I got bad lack
And I'm rarely ever right
But I work my ass off
Tryna get it right
I don't see the light
The tunnels too long
I don't wanna read a book
I just wanna make a song
I just wanna make a song that
You wanna sing along to
Sing along to
Sing along to
Sing along to

Where the fucks my fill
Dust building up
On a bland window sill
I keep my blinds down
There's nothing I can see
I don't need to look around
I don't need to walk around
Man it's scary in this town
Walk around in light
Don't walk down the side
Live alone in a box
It'll mess with your mind
All the shit I'm learning 'bout
Has elevated mine
But it doesn't really help
With the soul I can't find
All I got is time man
I don't wanna wait
I never realized what
This life is gonna take
I don't believe in fate
I believe the right to choose
ADH and acetate
Deter me from the booze
But I need to fucking drink it
To relieve me of my mood, boo
I'm overwhelmed
And I dwell in a cell
There's road that I'm on
Can't really tell
If I'm going the right way
Am I going the right way
Am I going the right way
I hope it's the right way



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Marcel
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