Running
Running away from my problems
Wherever I go they follow me there and I'm
Finding it harder to solve them
So I'm pretending I don't even
I'm turning 33; feel like I'm hitting 40
I been at this for a minute shit is getting boring
I look back at my beginnings and I miss the glory
Days before I said fuck all y'all, like it's an orgy
And I admit that yes I wish I had a different story
Or I could skip dimensions similar to Rick and Morty
But since this isn't fiction I just stick to missions to paint pictures vivid and never fit descriptions of kids on Maury
Not the father, yeah I'm sure that's what my father wished
Cause common sense would tell you that he didn't want this father shit
That's probably why he never could be bothered with
Unless it was about me getting scholarships to colleges
And when I did he was so fucking proud of it
And just as dissapointed when I told him I dropped out of it
But by that point I ain't give a flying fuck about how he felt
Cause I was by myself
Traveled to the Chi to try to find myself
But I found that I was
Running away from my problems
Wherever I go they follow me there and I'm
Finding it harder to solve them
So I'm pretending I don't even care and I
Been drowning my sorrows in alcohol
And marijuana just to try to get away from it all
And maybe it's my depression at the base of it all
I had so much potential, but maybe I wasted it all, now I'm
Running away from my problems
And I'm pretending I don't even care at all
The pen and paper used to be a great escape
A way to break away from all the day to day
The pain would fade away as soon as I pull out my heart and put my brain away
It's safe to say it saved me when I had no place to stay
It was my saving grace
It was my haven space
It gave me space to say the things I feared I can't explain to peers
Who made it clear that they don't wanna hear the things I say
"You're such a fucking killjoy" is something like what they would say
It's like I wasn't liked unless I came to play
But I don't play no games
Been going it alone since 88
These friends ain't working like it's labor day
So I had changed my pace
And disappeared from them like David Blaine
But I had made mistake
Cause I miss all my favorite mates
Like AJK, Phil P, Phil S, Aaron D, and Clayborne J
That's my brother and miss him in the major way
I hope you all are doing well, I hope you're feeling great today
Sometimes I be wishing I ain't dip and I was made to stay cause I was only
Running away from my problems
Wherever I go they follow me there and I'm
Finding it harder to solve them
So I'm pretending I don't even care and I
Been drowning my sorrows in alcohol
And marijuana just to try to get away from it all
And maybe it's my depression at the base of it all
I had so much potential, but maybe I wasted it all
Cause I been running
Wherever I go they follow me there and I'm
Finding it harder to solve them
So I'm pretending I don't even
I'm turning 33; feel like I'm hitting 40
I been at this for a minute shit is getting boring
I look back at my beginnings and I miss the glory
Days before I said fuck all y'all, like it's an orgy
And I admit that yes I wish I had a different story
Or I could skip dimensions similar to Rick and Morty
But since this isn't fiction I just stick to missions to paint pictures vivid and never fit descriptions of kids on Maury
Not the father, yeah I'm sure that's what my father wished
Cause common sense would tell you that he didn't want this father shit
That's probably why he never could be bothered with
Unless it was about me getting scholarships to colleges
And when I did he was so fucking proud of it
And just as dissapointed when I told him I dropped out of it
But by that point I ain't give a flying fuck about how he felt
Cause I was by myself
Traveled to the Chi to try to find myself
But I found that I was
Running away from my problems
Wherever I go they follow me there and I'm
Finding it harder to solve them
So I'm pretending I don't even care and I
Been drowning my sorrows in alcohol
And marijuana just to try to get away from it all
And maybe it's my depression at the base of it all
I had so much potential, but maybe I wasted it all, now I'm
Running away from my problems
And I'm pretending I don't even care at all
The pen and paper used to be a great escape
A way to break away from all the day to day
The pain would fade away as soon as I pull out my heart and put my brain away
It's safe to say it saved me when I had no place to stay
It was my saving grace
It was my haven space
It gave me space to say the things I feared I can't explain to peers
Who made it clear that they don't wanna hear the things I say
"You're such a fucking killjoy" is something like what they would say
It's like I wasn't liked unless I came to play
But I don't play no games
Been going it alone since 88
These friends ain't working like it's labor day
So I had changed my pace
And disappeared from them like David Blaine
But I had made mistake
Cause I miss all my favorite mates
Like AJK, Phil P, Phil S, Aaron D, and Clayborne J
That's my brother and miss him in the major way
I hope you all are doing well, I hope you're feeling great today
Sometimes I be wishing I ain't dip and I was made to stay cause I was only
Running away from my problems
Wherever I go they follow me there and I'm
Finding it harder to solve them
So I'm pretending I don't even care and I
Been drowning my sorrows in alcohol
And marijuana just to try to get away from it all
And maybe it's my depression at the base of it all
I had so much potential, but maybe I wasted it all
Cause I been running
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