Dear World (Raw Demo Version)
Leave a taste in my mouth like sour milk
From all your hateful words that occurred below the belt
I don't like the things that I heard, go fuck yourself
Admittedly, it stings but I've learned to love myself
I was down and out living dead on my feet
A walking zombie stalking diesel in Brick City streets
The corner of Chancellor and Schley is where we would meet
I'm sure my chance of dying was highly increased, geez
Chalk lines fade life can't be traced
I'm talking to God, that's different than praying
I'm talking to mom; she's telling me pay up
Live in a garage, word up to my neighbors
My whole entourage, was junkies and bangers
So, don't run your mouth, God stuck me with anger
So, when things go south, you're likely in danger
But you all got no lid, there's no way to contain me
Name me the villain, got hooked on those pills
And it made me feel real, like big shoes I was filling
Like Dark Knight I'm rising, up all night disguising
My sickness, less obvious there's demons inside me
Long sleeves in July, yellow tint in my eye
Either I'm sick or high, and when high I feel fine
But in the blink of an eye I'm reminded I'll die
If I don't get shit under control in my life
Where am I going, what am I doing
I'm off to do an awful lot of boozing
Let's face it, I'm losing life doesn't amuse me
It's colder than the drink I hold in my koozie
If life is the next step, the next step a doozie
I did too much and now I'm feeling woozy
Foot on the clutch, in neutral and I'm cruising
A Dutch, a woo blunt, just listening to music
Death is my best friend, it takes my breath away
And at the same time it clears up so much headspace
A headcase thoughts rule me, makes it hard to fool me
I've already analyzed every improbable outcome imaginable
Wormhole of worry
So much left to prove, and now I'm pushing forty
But I'm in no hurry, the end will come to me
Man, I bully death, like cool kids at a party
Completely ignore it, act like I'm all for it
And life's getting old, this tree needs a new forest
When really the reality is engorged
In my mind like a tumor of horror
Horrifically scarring prolifically jarring permanently marring
Fear missing tomorrow, your history, sorry
Our time is all borrowed, a pill I can't swallow
Can't bother to wallow, one by one we follow you
Into the hollow void hoping that God's home
Choke on my sorrow where hope don't belong
No more acts of the devil, I sawed off my horns
Flashback I'm disheveled, far off from the norm
Flipping through pics of me left on my Instagram
Picturing toothpick me flipping bricks into grams
Stack bundles ruthlessly, dipped in it, end of plan
Back to what I used to be, stripped of all dignity
Damn
From all your hateful words that occurred below the belt
I don't like the things that I heard, go fuck yourself
Admittedly, it stings but I've learned to love myself
I was down and out living dead on my feet
A walking zombie stalking diesel in Brick City streets
The corner of Chancellor and Schley is where we would meet
I'm sure my chance of dying was highly increased, geez
Chalk lines fade life can't be traced
I'm talking to God, that's different than praying
I'm talking to mom; she's telling me pay up
Live in a garage, word up to my neighbors
My whole entourage, was junkies and bangers
So, don't run your mouth, God stuck me with anger
So, when things go south, you're likely in danger
But you all got no lid, there's no way to contain me
Name me the villain, got hooked on those pills
And it made me feel real, like big shoes I was filling
Like Dark Knight I'm rising, up all night disguising
My sickness, less obvious there's demons inside me
Long sleeves in July, yellow tint in my eye
Either I'm sick or high, and when high I feel fine
But in the blink of an eye I'm reminded I'll die
If I don't get shit under control in my life
Where am I going, what am I doing
I'm off to do an awful lot of boozing
Let's face it, I'm losing life doesn't amuse me
It's colder than the drink I hold in my koozie
If life is the next step, the next step a doozie
I did too much and now I'm feeling woozy
Foot on the clutch, in neutral and I'm cruising
A Dutch, a woo blunt, just listening to music
Death is my best friend, it takes my breath away
And at the same time it clears up so much headspace
A headcase thoughts rule me, makes it hard to fool me
I've already analyzed every improbable outcome imaginable
Wormhole of worry
So much left to prove, and now I'm pushing forty
But I'm in no hurry, the end will come to me
Man, I bully death, like cool kids at a party
Completely ignore it, act like I'm all for it
And life's getting old, this tree needs a new forest
When really the reality is engorged
In my mind like a tumor of horror
Horrifically scarring prolifically jarring permanently marring
Fear missing tomorrow, your history, sorry
Our time is all borrowed, a pill I can't swallow
Can't bother to wallow, one by one we follow you
Into the hollow void hoping that God's home
Choke on my sorrow where hope don't belong
No more acts of the devil, I sawed off my horns
Flashback I'm disheveled, far off from the norm
Flipping through pics of me left on my Instagram
Picturing toothpick me flipping bricks into grams
Stack bundles ruthlessly, dipped in it, end of plan
Back to what I used to be, stripped of all dignity
Damn
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Writer(s): Timmy Little
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