Runnin’ Out Of Excuses Aaron West & the Roaring Twenties

[Verse 1]
In a snowstorm I watched the Bills lose
In the playoffs, from the common room
On the first night I checked in
Another replay of a lost youth
I thought it was our year, I guess I always do
I'm a stranger in my skin

[Verse 2]
I let you down in LA
If there's a way to fuck it up I'm gonna find it
I'm beaten down, I can't stay this way

[Verse 3]
I checked in on a Sunday
They took my sneakers and my phone
And my roommate caught me staring
Out our second story window
He says, "There's no point in jumping kid
Unless you're tryna break some bones"

[Verse 4]
Says his name is Bobby
It's his third run of the place
I thought the pill lines were just in moviеs
I thought the nerves wеre gonna fade
He says, "Hold out for a smoke break
It'll help you with the shakes
Feels like hell when you get going
But by Wednesday you’re okay"