Homecoming

Laid, in the street, can you get fucked up like me?
Trust me baby you don't ever wanna know
Cope, with a beer, but that's exactly why I'm here
But still I'm begging baby please don't go

But maybe I'm a common man
Maybe I'm a liar too
I was hoping I could hold your hand but just once more
Promised everything I said was real
But even you knew I'd never feel
Post- departed and the way that I did before

Lost, in a daze, I can hardly stand up straight
But yet you hold me up just liked you do
Locked, in my room, kicking over weed shrooms
Cause death can't hold a cup just like I do

And the heartaches getting bad
Or maybe I just overreact
And maybe it's the whiskey shots that forced you out
And I'm finding it hard to breathe
It's just like a disease
How I feel so alone and lost back at the house

But death can't hold a cup just like I do

No harm, no foul
I'll get out of the way cause I'm tired
And is this what you want?
A fraction of a son
A temple to a gun that I got in my hand how could I fuck up
No signs, no lists
It's all happened so fast and I'm pissed
It's all going away
I can't pin down a face
Cause I'm still on my face lying drunker than I need to be these days

No money, no weed
My happiness just ain't cheap
It's all been way to much
You know I need my drugs
And this is probably what you were talking about when you said "Shut-up!"
So tired, so bored
High garden open your doors
These tabs just didn't hit
We're going for a trip
I know you'd rather miss why do you keep on dealing with my bullshit

We're all going down down
No ones gonna end up being 'round 'round
And I'm not gonna make a fuckin sound sound
But are you down down?
Like I'm down down
Down down are you proud?
I know oh I know
That I should go but should I though?
Oh I know, should I go?
Again...