Door Matt a.M. (BC Jr.)

Wake up in the morning and got no place to go
I have no purpose and I'm movin in slow mo
The more you grow the less you glow
Life 180 goes from friend to foe
Disaster in my own mind mimics the world's unkind
Who to listen to the blind leads the blind
Seek you won't find so just whine
I've been awake long enough so time to unwind

My sweet angel don't you fly tonight
Just seek comfort in the daylight

Time for 2nd breakfast I need to feel good
It'll hit the spot like some good food should
I thought I could get motivated to chop wood
But I always would chop wood good as I could
Now I got the couch lock
Just until I walk around the block
And I might play with my keyboard and sword
I'm bored and too sore to explore or even tour
Just heard a knock on my door that made my rooster go



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Writer(s): Matthew Wisdom
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