Untitled Song

• Written by Anonymous

As I stare at this display I think to myself self will I ever be ok
I can't wait for the day that my bills are paid and I can just chill in the shade
Take in the view and eat to my fill Where ever I'm at It's gonna be ill
Every day eating three meals but for now I'm climbing greased hills
Eating what I can Got some tricks I wanna land so I skate til I can't stand
Then go home to get some sleep but when I close my eyes I can't get one wink
I'm on the brink of something great far enough to fail but close enough taste
It's weighing on my mind Is there reason to this rhyme Or am I wasting time
Going nowhere In this life that's so fair acting like I don't care that it's unequal
I'm sick of smart things and dumb people In my mind there's only one evil
And that's doubt On the inside and out Tuning out the naysayers
Now that's a game changer I learned the hard way to never trust a stranger
Sometimes it's hard all the shit I've been though But I gotta continue
For my own peace of mind Like an exorcism when I release the rhyme
The outlets that I have aren't hooked to power lines but they're just as shocking
They'll knock you out your stockings You got nothing to say so quit your talking

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