grey clouds

Hear the rain coming down I see it drip off the roofs
Kinda like how memories fade away after time is consumed
You see the rain it splash down, then soaks into the ground
Most the things that happen now forgotten after a while
Grey clouds in my mind looking like how the sky is
I close the fuckin blinds to hide from the sun that is shining
LEDs all in my room, illuminating my tomb
I think that everything is doomed, my paranoia is looming
Box fan keep me cold just like the weather outside
My soul covered in some mold, life Passin' Me By, no Pharcyde
My skin white as priest's robes, I'm never going outside
In the morning, rise from the dead just so I can keep on trying

No friends, no Benz, no green
Tell me, why do everybody gotta leave?
No friends, no Benz, no green
Tell me, why do everybody gotta leave?



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Brouwer
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