Corpse

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I'm free fallin, I keep ballin', my dream garden is dream callin'
I'm six shots in, I just keep rollin, Blunt lit, sour night, sour love, sour life
keep it on the inside till I get higher flight
Jordan's on my feet, Bitches take my seat
I'm angry on the beat, I'm forcing up the heat
Tell 'em grab a leash, i'm too strong, i'm too high
Next time you see me, I might fly by
And I might grow wise,
The next time you see me, it will be a long time
Drawn out in the sky like long flight
I'm going out with a slice, not a jack knife
Sadness what i'm calling on
Take a few hits, roasting up my bong
Drive as fast as I can, closing up my mind
Finding a new place more like my kind
My eyes are red, my palms are sweating
I hear a noise, my lungs regretting
I've been here before, I know the setting.
 
This a quiet life, Its a quiet night
Give my all, I'm pulling the knife out my pocket
I'm cutting deep, Then I'll cuddle up and go to sleep
Sleep walking i'm day dreaming
Day walkers, the nights beaming
Time chases, the Knights bleeding
Dark against the light its a tragic battle
Seems the dark causes every rattle
The shakes and screams of the moonlight wanes
Calling out just wanting to lose their pain
Open up my heart, like a window pane
Let the light come through, for the cost of fame
For the loss of name, I'm a man, i'm a nobody
I'm nothing, not even somebody
losing my soul to globetrotting.
Losing all my energy like coal rotting
I'm so cautious, i'm sorta spacey
I'm sorta lazy, i'm a corpse awaiting
I think my corpse is fainting
Oh my, I think my world is fading
I'm faded, I'm faded
Got damn I'm faded
 
I think I need I muscle up, tell my mind just to suck it up
But I always fuck it up
But now my luck is up
I'm lucky yup, I'm free I this sentence
A compound like predicate in difference, I'm different
I'm lifted, never sober
Drink till I drown, its never over
The pills never hold her
And the pain comes back every night I hold her
That's when I told her "she everything to me"
Then she said "I'm everything you want me to be"
"But I'm not free"
I spent hours looking at the sea, silent surfing in malibu
All the way in cali dude, I'm counting two's
Drowning clues, doubting booze
As much as I move, I'm making moves
Taking time, and creating truths
Mostly blind, mostly blue
See a pretty girl, but I'm missing you
Talk a lot of shit like I'm dissing you
But that's different too, I'm missing you
I miss the touch of our lips when I'm kissing you
And when this hitch is through
I wanna start back with a different view

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aaronj
Member since April 11 2015

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