The plan was to drink till the pain over What’s worse, the pain or the hangover? Fresh air rolling down the window Too many urkels on your team thats why your Winslow I sold my soul to the devil thats a crappy deal Least it came with a few toys like a happy meal This game you could never win Cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again Get away from me loneliness Get away from me misery Get away from me fake shit, I can’t take the phoniness Get away from me wack tracks I can only make only hits I’m an only child lost in the World Where did the lonely kids go when the bell ring Feeling like hell rings Bringing me back down Checking my background Its ironic whats happening Imagine if I didn’t have the ends I wouldnt have so many imaginary friends I’m spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon talk Wonder if God ask Mike how to moon walk I swear to momma wish me and my father talk more I stopped visiting around the time I was a sophmore I guess everything I hate about me I see in him And I aint finna change, so we’ll never agree again Just a few things pouring out my soul Rosewood we could see her with our eyes closed
Posted on: Thu, 03 Apr 2014 05:18:05 +0000
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