Sink slow sips of bourbon
Etching out a dream
A page out of your notebook
Images on a dusted screen
And Lord knows I'm right in front of you
Mouth shut but I'm not gonna move
I wont be here for long,
That’s just how shit goes…..
Welcome to the terrordome,
D’evils knocking on my door but I'm never home
Poppa was a rolling stone and he let em go
So know you understand why I'm better known
I wont be here for long,
That’s just how shit goes…..
And I never really thought about,
How my life don't applies, don't walk it out
And I don't know what you want me to say yo,
But being ahead of your time kinda play slow,
And I pay no,
And you seen the cracks
and you seen the flaws
dashed out in the summer
winter never returned a call
I'm sorry I cant help you man,catch me if you can……
Outasight
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