2econd ThOuGhT Great Scott - 86'd

What you mean I'm cut off and my money no good
I could take my business elsewhere maybe I should
I'm fine I'll pay my tab when it's time
The customer is always right you got wine
No I'm not emotional this is what you're supposed to do
You should be getting personal with the person close to you
Then you can project let me get the check
Cuz everybody here is too lonely and depressed I'm gone
Ayo rest in peace to Aaron and rest in peace to Carolyn
Rest in peace to Ethel can't forget you I'll be carrying
Your name and legend so long as in my lung a breath is present
Linda your remembered your conversation was effervescent
One for uncle Danny too biggest heart I knew
Know how much that hurt for me so dad that had the heart of you
Same thing for Bradford I didn't have words
In my mind feeling half lost other half hurt
Got a lot I'm missing just last year we got a lot of RIPPING
If we get a love we get a loss that's a God condition
Make you question God's intentions for God's attention
You got a smile suffering in the storm that you were sent in
The cycle that I started in hard heart harboring
Feeding different demons from a seat that I was starving in
Sitting in my solitude I seem to like the sound of it
Pouring up and drowning it I'll have another round of it
Excuse all these feelings that I'm dwelling on
It is a good story I just tell it wrong
I'm screaming to myself but I stay alone
If it's getting too depressing you can send me home
Really I can't even tell you what I'm doing out
Saying what you didn't ask or never knew about
News that you could do without long story less long
I see that my drinks gone I'm taking myself home
I sip slow wishing that I could get forgetful
I been imprisoned by my decisions my own Gitmo
It feel more like my detainment is entertainment
Like every day that I'm less sane I'm more famous
It's lit when your mind slips more to the schizo
I really wonder what a place in heaven really hit for
When every day on Earth gets more I guess graphic
More traps more tragic but more traffic
With every like follow we get a life Hollow
Potential influential a mental you might model
It's not reality but they're endorsing it enforcing it
Then get their portion disproportionate from extorting it
It's simple Sim created simulated till they're sated
And we're fated with a choice to face it or enjoy embrace it
And that's the basis for every shot you see me taking
So let's consume until we convinced its a celebration
It is a good story I just tell it wrong
I'm screaming to myself but I stay alone
If it's getting too depressing you can send me home
Really I can't even tell you what I'm doing out
Saying what you didn't ask or never knew about
News that you could do without long story less long
I see that my drinks gone I'm taking myself home

Written by:
Scott Ware

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