[Chorus: Scuare]
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day

[Verse 1: Scuare]
All my heroes dead or turned to nihilist convictions
Message in the bottle don't require them to listen
All the stories in our head been getting locked in repetition
Got to lay it down enough until you fine with your conditions
It's a cold take in a hot placе
Not above it all, I just keep in my lane
I been working hard, I been deep in my game
Barеly live above the break, it's the peak of my range
I been- I been-
I been chilling in my cave, watching shadows dance
They flicker in the shapes that come from outer-lands
Familiar to me from the years I count on them
They teach me everything I need, I never doubted them
They bring me news, they teach me how I move
They keep me bout my rules
I pay my dues
I keep account of fools
I been an honest dude
Can't pretend to understand the fabric of the underlying system
But I try to live a fruitful life and find a bit of wisdom
If I pass it on, that's cool
If it's dumb, that's fine, don't listen
I've got too much on my plate to try to turn you to my vision
I can't ever have too much, my hope a limited edition
I've been spending all my time just throwing quarters out and wishing
Is it bold or inefficient? I don't know but it ain't your business
I don't come to your job and tell you how you should be living
I'm stooping again
Stupid shit
Ahh, let me start again
Can we start again?
Can we try to start again?
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