savory
Bad decisions
I make them on the daily
Pretending that I'm listening
Its savory as gravy
Ask permission
Before you go assuming
You'll be coughing, choking, spitting
Like somebody spilled the cumin
And I do it too much
I can't do it enough
Feeling magic as a dragon
As I'm having a puff
And it's a cataclysm
How hastily they moving
Rushed it out the oven
Now the pastry is ruined
Increase the volume!
The door stays locked
The feats change often
But the whole sound rocks
Did somebody say something?
I think not
I stay banging
On my rusty pots
It goes, one for the screw-ups
Two for the cop-outs
Three for the never grew-ups
And the dropouts
Four for the poor soul
Lying on the floor
In a pool of his own drool
Sliding out the door
What's it for
If you touch it and it fall apart?
Never know where to look
I fill the walls with art
Though I need more
Than the light and the dark, its a start
And I'm sure one day
I'mma fill this hollow heart
Bad decisions
I make them on the daily
Pretending that I'm listening
Its savory as gravy
Ask permission
Before you go assuming
You'll be coughing, choking, spitting
Like somebody spilled the cumin
And I do it too much
I can't do it enough
Feeling magic as a dragon
As I'm having a puff
And it's a cataclysm
How hastily they moving
Rushed it out the oven
Now the pastry is ruined
Dog, they ain't been through
What I been through
You ain't reciprocate the energy
That I sent you
They tried to throw some events
But weren't eventful
They made a show off some venting
And came off stintful
Still they sound like me
Did this shit my own way
Say it proudly
Reminisce on how my frown would be
Yeah, power my voice
When I give up, that's the cowardly choice
The bad decisions
This the sound of remorse
Hit the blunt about her
I got a girl
Half the time I just think
I'm falling out of love with her
It's fucked up
Other half the time
It's hammer time
I'm tryna' fuck something
Young love
I thought I had it but it's not enough
Hey, Fozzy it's kinda' hard
These snakes draped in progressive garb
Will split it underneath
No matter how low you set the bar
I know the battle up hill tougher
But still they don't know how I feel brother
Write my little words, I still suffer
Notebooks I filled up in
Spring, summer
Momma kicked us out the house
Until supper, still loved us
Mike Vick I'm in the field ducking
Anything that come my way
Until I think something
Bad decisions
I make them on the daily
Pretending that I'm listening
Its savory as gravy
Ask permission
Before you go assuming
You'll be coughing, choking, spitting
Like somebody spilled the cumin
And I do it too much
I can't do it enough
Feeling magic as a dragon
As I'm having a puff
And it's a cataclysm
How hastily they moving
Rushed it out the oven
Now the pastry is ruined
I make them on the daily
Pretending that I'm listening
Its savory as gravy
Ask permission
Before you go assuming
You'll be coughing, choking, spitting
Like somebody spilled the cumin
And I do it too much
I can't do it enough
Feeling magic as a dragon
As I'm having a puff
And it's a cataclysm
How hastily they moving
Rushed it out the oven
Now the pastry is ruined
Increase the volume!
The door stays locked
The feats change often
But the whole sound rocks
Did somebody say something?
I think not
I stay banging
On my rusty pots
It goes, one for the screw-ups
Two for the cop-outs
Three for the never grew-ups
And the dropouts
Four for the poor soul
Lying on the floor
In a pool of his own drool
Sliding out the door
What's it for
If you touch it and it fall apart?
Never know where to look
I fill the walls with art
Though I need more
Than the light and the dark, its a start
And I'm sure one day
I'mma fill this hollow heart
Bad decisions
I make them on the daily
Pretending that I'm listening
Its savory as gravy
Ask permission
Before you go assuming
You'll be coughing, choking, spitting
Like somebody spilled the cumin
And I do it too much
I can't do it enough
Feeling magic as a dragon
As I'm having a puff
And it's a cataclysm
How hastily they moving
Rushed it out the oven
Now the pastry is ruined
Dog, they ain't been through
What I been through
You ain't reciprocate the energy
That I sent you
They tried to throw some events
But weren't eventful
They made a show off some venting
And came off stintful
Still they sound like me
Did this shit my own way
Say it proudly
Reminisce on how my frown would be
Yeah, power my voice
When I give up, that's the cowardly choice
The bad decisions
This the sound of remorse
Hit the blunt about her
I got a girl
Half the time I just think
I'm falling out of love with her
It's fucked up
Other half the time
It's hammer time
I'm tryna' fuck something
Young love
I thought I had it but it's not enough
Hey, Fozzy it's kinda' hard
These snakes draped in progressive garb
Will split it underneath
No matter how low you set the bar
I know the battle up hill tougher
But still they don't know how I feel brother
Write my little words, I still suffer
Notebooks I filled up in
Spring, summer
Momma kicked us out the house
Until supper, still loved us
Mike Vick I'm in the field ducking
Anything that come my way
Until I think something
Bad decisions
I make them on the daily
Pretending that I'm listening
Its savory as gravy
Ask permission
Before you go assuming
You'll be coughing, choking, spitting
Like somebody spilled the cumin
And I do it too much
I can't do it enough
Feeling magic as a dragon
As I'm having a puff
And it's a cataclysm
How hastily they moving
Rushed it out the oven
Now the pastry is ruined
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Writer(s): Forest Zabriskie
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