At the Bay
Night sky and I'm taken away
Like suddenly I blinked and I was sweating a scrape
Inviting the demons in my head so that I can play
I wash away the feelings of regret away but free
Not so many ways that I can bottle it and say
I can only get on my hands and knees and I'll pray
I cannot believe the fucking day I had today
But I keep a look of regret and will at the bay
I-
Losing sleep
Losing p
I been on my lonelies
If only I could go to better days
Wide awake in upper flats
Fucking up in all my jack and jones
Being alone
Figuring a way to get em back
It was a normal Saturday
Manager acting a prick
See me I was on my break
Back late by minutes
Literally nothing
Big man had his hands up in my face
Talking smack
Is he mad? I had to bang him in his face
And I quit
Now I lost my job
What the fuck is this?
Think I lost my wife
And she took my kids
Yo she took my kids
She took my kids
(What a fucking dickhead)
What a prick
Night sky and I'm taken away
Like suddenly I blinked and I was sweating a scrape
Inviting the demons in my head so that I can play
I wash away the feelings of regret away but free
Not so many ways that I can bottle it and say
I can only get on my hands and knees and I'll pray
I cannot believe the fucking day I had today
But I keep a look of regret and will at the bay
I-
Like suddenly I blinked and I was sweating a scrape
Inviting the demons in my head so that I can play
I wash away the feelings of regret away but free
Not so many ways that I can bottle it and say
I can only get on my hands and knees and I'll pray
I cannot believe the fucking day I had today
But I keep a look of regret and will at the bay
I-
Losing sleep
Losing p
I been on my lonelies
If only I could go to better days
Wide awake in upper flats
Fucking up in all my jack and jones
Being alone
Figuring a way to get em back
It was a normal Saturday
Manager acting a prick
See me I was on my break
Back late by minutes
Literally nothing
Big man had his hands up in my face
Talking smack
Is he mad? I had to bang him in his face
And I quit
Now I lost my job
What the fuck is this?
Think I lost my wife
And she took my kids
Yo she took my kids
She took my kids
(What a fucking dickhead)
What a prick
Night sky and I'm taken away
Like suddenly I blinked and I was sweating a scrape
Inviting the demons in my head so that I can play
I wash away the feelings of regret away but free
Not so many ways that I can bottle it and say
I can only get on my hands and knees and I'll pray
I cannot believe the fucking day I had today
But I keep a look of regret and will at the bay
I-
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel George Barrett, Bell Ismay King, Alexis Adimora
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