Dead Season ​oribloom

[Verse 1]
Spread my wings, I don't wanna fly
Winter weather, cloudy skies, I was born to die
Drag my name through the mud all you want
I let my beats talk for me, that's all that I need
Stabbed in the foot so I was late to the party
Stressing over nothing, yea, that's sounds like me
I should waste more time, let you get a head-start
Word over word, I'm what you dream to be

[Chorus]
Now its dead season
What's the reason?
I like when it rains out
Do I have to do this now?

[Verse 2]
I could never stick to a sound
Bouncing back and forth
It'll hurt me right now
But I'm always thinking long-term
A few more hours wastеd
Don't know how those pills tasted
That's right, its dead sеason
Maybe I'll live up to that name
Record chasing, I don't remember what sound is
Hear this? its astounding but honestly
I'm sick of writing dull poems, notes
That I made for myself back in the day
Used to practice writing rhymes
Without any beats behind
Confuse that with a pair of dimes
Shift on a paradigm
I'm still not in my prime
You can get it anytime
I've been working overtime
Eating ramen, Pad Thai
You keep asking me why?
'Cause I promised do or die