Ghost Town

Somedays it's so dark
It feels like all hopes lost
And I do not know how
To deal with this broke heart
So how can I go on
Fucked up in this old house
Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town

Suck in this bottomless pit tryna get out the gutter with
Flows that I'm uttering
Utterly underwhelming
While the pressures heating to a hundred kelvin
Had a lot of dreams and now they're fucking melting
Like the Arctic shelf
And shit I feel defeated because I took an L
I guess I'll book a cell next to the crooked felons
Cause to be this evil should be illegal all the mean people
Need to chill the fuck out and get a weed refill
Let it be like the Beatles no we don't play
Heat of the moment been feeling some type of way
Salty as Frito lay
Homie yeah you were my guy-yo no Pico de (gallo)
But I'm still angry and tried
Was raised in a shady environment
Guess that it made me too crazy and violent
Chasing the bag like I work for the IRS
Wait
Money ain't buying no happiness
What is the point of a bag
If you're spending your time just to grab the shit
fuck it I'm blabbering
Life is a bitch and we die in the end
Yeah so what does it matter then?
Stuck in a labyrinth
Guess I'm just counting the days
Till I become inanimate

Somedays it's so dark
It feels like all hopes lost
And I do not know how
To deal with this broke heart
So how can I go on
Fucked up in this old house
Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town

In this ghost town what will I do?
Where to go?
No one but myself all alone now I need gods help
So father son and holy ghost
Hold my soul close
I'm feeling comatose
Me and life are locked in a game of Rochambeau
Ain't no one praying for me
Letting alone coming to see me
When I'm in pain I'm in need please
Somebody save me cause lately everything is so bleak
I was down dog for the count in a 12 round brawl
Fuck it I'll crawl back an outlaw
With a mouth that is bout to sound off
I'm here to let you know heart is colder than eskimos
But that shit lessens blows
So I really don't mind it anymore SOS man I need to be rescued
Before my death is surely what I'm destined for
Arrive at the morgue cause there's no surviving the stress of war
Somedays it's so dark
It feels like all hopes lost
And I do not know how
To deal with this broke heart
So how can I go on
Fucked up in this old house
Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town

Somedays it's so dark
It feels like all hopes lost
And I do not know how
To deal with this broke heart
So how can I go on
Fucked up in this old house
Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Gawne
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