[Intro]
Okay, okay
Yeah
And we live tonight
Check it, now
[Verse 1: Macklemore]
I seen pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and seen coffins
Twenty-one-years-old, an angel was lost here
Wings clipped by the grip of eighty milligram sniffs
Of OxyContin every day through the nostrils
Never went away, never does it stop there
Death a line or two away and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never know when God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all share
I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw 'im
Was in the hands of the pallbearer
What if I would've never gone and dropped him off there?
Blaming myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!" Twenty-one-years-old
With a book of rhymes, he was gonna recite to the globe
Only thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem
And escape this world, vacate this world
'Cause I hate myself, no praying's gonna cure
This pain
Okay, okay
Yeah
And we live tonight
Check it, now
[Verse 1: Macklemore]
I seen pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and seen coffins
Twenty-one-years-old, an angel was lost here
Wings clipped by the grip of eighty milligram sniffs
Of OxyContin every day through the nostrils
Never went away, never does it stop there
Death a line or two away and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never know when God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all share
I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw 'im
Was in the hands of the pallbearer
What if I would've never gone and dropped him off there?
Blaming myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!" Twenty-one-years-old
With a book of rhymes, he was gonna recite to the globe
Only thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow"
Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem
And escape this world, vacate this world
'Cause I hate myself, no praying's gonna cure
This pain
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