Austin is Authentic - Box of Chocolates

Too focused on revenge
Like here we go again
Tell me something different
A new web for you to spin
Was talking to a friend
He told me let it end
This hole inside your heart
There are ways to let it mend
That's what he recommends
But I cannot pretend
This music is my therapy
These sessions I attend
The outcome all depends on the stories that I pen
I'm trying to ascend
Tony Stark how I avenge
For me to make amends means I'm letting you all in
No narrative to bend
Some exes to offend
Authentic in the name
Authentic I am him
This is not a holy hymn
This is just a fucking hit
I mean holy fucking shit
This is lit, lit, lit
Tell your favorite rapper, bitch, better quit real quick
I am coming for that ass, like I got a fit bit
And it's telling me to run, run, run, run, run
Like you just set off a gun, gun, gun
Gunning for the top spot like I'm on the hunt
My demons I confront, see to me that shit is fun
We smoking on a blunt, kicking it just like a punt
And we chase it with a pint
I think we gon' be alright
Ex was wearing all white
Now she's blacked out on site
Got me blocked on all sites
Keeping me up all night
She won't talk to me these days
Don't know who is wrong or right

But they tell you that's life, yeah
It ain't fair, it's a bitch, it ain't nice, yeah
It gives you lemons, gives you lessons
Gives you trials, gives you blessings
Box of chocolates, don't know what the fuck you getting
But they tell you that's life, yeah
It ain't fair, it's a bitch, it ain't nice, yeah
It gives you lemons, gives you lessons
Gives you trials, gives you blessings
Box of chocolates, don't know what the fuck you get

What'd you get?
Another day on this planet
Can't say that I had planned it
I really couldn't stand it
I took it all for granted
But that old me was supplanted
Now I take what I am handed
And my mind has been expanded
This the shit that they demanded
This the ship that I'm commanding
Got 'em bracing for the landing
I'm not gonna leave 'em stranded
Like the world left me abandoned
Left a mark like I was branded
All alone where I was standing
Now I'm pitching underhanded
I wanna see a fucking hit though
A hit though
Give me something I can sip slow, make this shit slow
Baby welcome to the shit show, like damn bro
Your vices are out of hand yo

But they tell you that's life, yeah
It ain't fair, it's a bitch, it ain't nice, yeah
It gives you lemons, gives you lessons
Gives you trials, gives you blessings
Box of chocolates, don't know what the fuck you getting
But they tell you that's life, yeah
It ain't fair, it's a bitch, it ain't nice, yeah
It gives you lemons, gives you lessons
Gives you trials, gives you blessings
Box of chocolates, don't know what the fuck you get
You don't know what the fuck you get
I said it's like a box of chocolates, don't know what the fuck you get

Written by:
Austin Watts

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