Well Bodey you and me are in the same Boat, b
On the phone with life asking her to "hold please"
I don't think I've had a single positive thought since like '03
Credit score got me in a stranglehold, paystub is so weak
How i owe everyone in my life something but acting like life owes me?
It's like depression is my motif, sick of hiding in this smokescreen
If happiness is just a stone throw away
Why does my noodle arm only make it to these grey, cold days?
I fade away colorless, uncovering my punishment
Son of a bitch, I'm feeling abused like the substances
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