Former Self

Former Self
Need that rocket fuel, to get you through the day
And you need someone to tell ya, It's gonna be OK
Got a little walk, for when he's drunk
And I need a little love, with my cocaine funk, yes indeed
I tried, a bit of everything, to help him on his way
He's OK

Now his head is feeling, like a bowling ball
This isn't the first time that he had to crawl
Well it seems, like he's been here before
Stole my keys, on the way to the floor
I gotta go, can't be late, but if you filler her up
I'll clean my plate again

Come back baby; do it over again
Same old thing, same old sin
When they read me my rights this time
Nobody said it was the end
And Now I'm back again

Need that rocket fuel, to get you through the day
And you need someone to tell ya, It's gonna be OK
Got a little walk, when he's drunk
And I need a little love, with my cocaine funk, yes indeed
Tried, a bit of everything, to help him on his way
He's OK

Come back baby; do it over again
Same old thing, same old sin
When they read me my rights this time
Nobody said it was the end
And Now I'm back again

So let's drink a toast, to your mental health-
And meet me in the shadow, of my Former self
Well it's the same old thing; just a different day
You know I'm gonna miss you, when I'm away
It's the same old thing; Just a different day



Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Hughes Ii
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