Grayson Low - Falling Down the Beachwood Canyon Stairs

6 Years

Worn out
It's a pity
Nobody wants to say anything
Been holed up
In the city
For like six years
And counting
I saved up
For a minute
Gave all my time
Away
I've bled out
Tired of the city
With all its dark corners
On display
You wanna know what I'm made of?
I'm an animal who hates playing rough
These fucking dogs won't ever shut up
I think the mailman is doing drugs
You wanna go? I'll take you into the red
A tattered soul for your empty head
Chewing on your fingernails
Everything you try you fail

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