Ghost Town GAWNE

[Hook]
Some days it's so dark it feels like our hope’s lost
And I do not know how to deal with this broke heart
So how can I go on, fucked up in this old house
Yeah how can I go on, we’re stuck in this ghost town

[Verse 1]
Stuck in this bottomless pit trying to get out the gutter
With flows that i'm uttering utterly underwhelming
Water pressure’s heatin’ to 100 kelvin
Had a lot of dreams and now the they’re fuckin melting like the arctic shelf
And shit I feel defeated because I took an L
Guess I’ll book a cell next to the crooked fellas
Cause the beat is evil should be illegal
All the mean people need to chill the fuck out
I got a weed refill
Let it be like The Beatles no we don't play heat at the moment
But feeling some type of way
Salty as Frito Lay
Homie yeah you were my guy you're no pico day
But I’m still angry and tired was raised in a shady environment
Guess that it made me too crazy and violent
Chasing the bag like I work for the IRS
Wait money ain't buying no happiness what is the point of a bag
If you're spending your time just to grab this shit
Fuck it I'm blabbering
Life is a bitch and we die in the end
Yes so what does it matter then stuck in the labyrinth
Guess I’m just counting the days ‘til I become inanimate