humble PIE

Dont know how to exactly touch on this retroactivley
Proactive bout my passion
Never fucked with it besides rations or sporadically
Enthusiastically a pass on me Hennessey be
But when that bitch was mad at me
N i had to cut that rope to sanction my sanity
Never had a sensation till recently
If it hadn't been for fiends I've known decently
Wit tea sized pieces, i know i jus got a glass mind
Find Key's key
Thought about defying on the drive back home
After the number after five, id say if id take 5 id survive
Thought about swallowing my diginity
Ben, didn't we talk ab not makin things pry me?
To thrive i got brought an affinity for
Half of the finished amenities at the end of my night
Dabbled in these thoughts since robs palace
Grace n Regan, take the chase into consideration
Thank the vacant space in my mind
Cuz had it been any time else i might've been incapacitated
Alcoholism cast their bait and
Made it to the spaces where now the fuckin paster's faded
Not sayin its Satan but when i take pills
I feel its hard to regulate it
Hated the vape since day 1
Won one time over, overtly advert my gaze from adverts to sobriety
I cant lie i think my dad was the one who gave me more to see
On more of these lines
I hope the corridors of horrors are sort of corroded
So give my man some mercy

These thoughts i hold close to me
Friends play trivia on the shit that was trivial to me
May breakdown but we keep it on pretty civily terms
Earned this
Conerned i think i learned i got PTSD
Becuase of the way alcholol turns n tests me
Talks about shit burn n best me, thought i had no triggers
Bigger picture picturing the bigger fixture that pillars over anything else
By Mr Mr
That guys blisters in my tounge twisters forever hinders my
A-bility to fuck around
Just the experiences play second fiddle to making me feel a little older
Wanna feel a little colder, coated in a darker paint shade
That's what instrumental
But for addiction to slow my diction will just get me sentimental
Maybe i couldn't rekindle how i break over instrumentals

Maybe this the point i break over
A takeover
When i take over
A few under counter drugs from
The safe holders
Maybe a hangover, frankly this aint the hill i wan to hang over
Not being able to swang over
That's a stain of pain that'll be stayin over
When I'm gone, promise that my name will be sang over
This is what her calls had probably rang over
Monopolized monogamy, turned that shit to a range rover
Saw them eyes to when i saw demise so that's why the page over
Fought so i could be the page turner, achatina burner
No burner account on twitter re-countin accounts
In a fit of rage about how the amazin shit is in the shitter
Gettin re-arranged
Abrasive to trace down the maze im in of sackin L's
Slackin bein astrainged maskin thru takin on bells in wistles



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Writer(s): Edmund Schroeder
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