A Boy Now Sits in His Grave
A boy now sits at the back of the classroom
Chewing on gum but that flavor steady fading
Being slimy and grey
Life be looking the same
Sick of the game steady fading away
Stare at the clock and he recognize a brother from the other day
Though his name escapes his brain, he converse at any rate
(Yo dawg what's what's up)
(Know this party on the north side)
(Don't be stuck up)
(You know it's gonna be lit)
That boy thinking is this gonna be it
A way out the cycle
A way out the journey that never crawls out of the pit
Nothing left lose
Screw it I'll do it
(Shit, you was cool I knew it)
A boy now sits on the edge of his bed
Overwhelming thoughts up in his head
Wondering how the world is set
In a space that cannot be solved
Thinking how his soul is involved
With anything worth a purpose name is called
(It's time to leave so get a grip on yourself)
(Live a little that is always good for your health)
Fitting in is all you need
But can you ever succeed
Insecurities will always get the best of me
Just before he leave put a knife his Levi's
Tell himself it's for the best what if they get knee high
Or in a fist fight
Can't help but stare at his blood from last night
A boy now sits at the front of a grand door
Question for a minute like what is this life for
Block it all out
(Admission's twenty or more)
(Would've been free if you had bought some beer from the store)
(Or brought a couple of whores)
Don't matter now
Value placed on your level of escape and your body
That's your fate
Reluctantly he pay and he walk through the gates
Thinking 'bout the knife that might keep him safe
Inside he see a lot
Mainly people getting caught
Behind the wall that's alcohol
And lack of human thought
What you gonna do when you got nothing to lose
A line of horrors on display for you to view
A boy now sits on the couch
Double cups scattered all about
Looking around he grab the knife and he
(Ah)
Then he bled out on the ground
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
Chewing on gum but that flavor steady fading
Being slimy and grey
Life be looking the same
Sick of the game steady fading away
Stare at the clock and he recognize a brother from the other day
Though his name escapes his brain, he converse at any rate
(Yo dawg what's what's up)
(Know this party on the north side)
(Don't be stuck up)
(You know it's gonna be lit)
That boy thinking is this gonna be it
A way out the cycle
A way out the journey that never crawls out of the pit
Nothing left lose
Screw it I'll do it
(Shit, you was cool I knew it)
A boy now sits on the edge of his bed
Overwhelming thoughts up in his head
Wondering how the world is set
In a space that cannot be solved
Thinking how his soul is involved
With anything worth a purpose name is called
(It's time to leave so get a grip on yourself)
(Live a little that is always good for your health)
Fitting in is all you need
But can you ever succeed
Insecurities will always get the best of me
Just before he leave put a knife his Levi's
Tell himself it's for the best what if they get knee high
Or in a fist fight
Can't help but stare at his blood from last night
A boy now sits at the front of a grand door
Question for a minute like what is this life for
Block it all out
(Admission's twenty or more)
(Would've been free if you had bought some beer from the store)
(Or brought a couple of whores)
Don't matter now
Value placed on your level of escape and your body
That's your fate
Reluctantly he pay and he walk through the gates
Thinking 'bout the knife that might keep him safe
Inside he see a lot
Mainly people getting caught
Behind the wall that's alcohol
And lack of human thought
What you gonna do when you got nothing to lose
A line of horrors on display for you to view
A boy now sits on the couch
Double cups scattered all about
Looking around he grab the knife and he
(Ah)
Then he bled out on the ground
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
A boy now sits in his grave
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Dalton
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