Nitefire - Quota

I don’t know what to do
My friend is sleeping in ‘til noon to reach a quota
And now he’s six years older
He quit wood, I wondered if he could

Addiction, suicide, some things I learned you tried to hide and now I’m cryin’
I know you’re really tryin'

Listen to me, I know you’ll make that three.

I heard depression’s got a bite, where is my father?

Please don’t let g.

When everything turns out alright, please tell your daughter

Please don’t let go

Balling out’s OK, one day I hope we’ll get to play like I was smaller, but now I’m six feet taller

Listen to me, I know you’ll make that three

I heard depression’s got a bite, where is my father?

Please don’t let go

When everything turns out alright, please tell your daughter

Please don’t let go

I don’t know what to do, my friend is sleeping in ‘til noon

He’s reached a quota

Written by:
Jalen White

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