Day One, Marcus Lee & The Thought - Damn (feat. Whose)

I sit and ask myself, "what's my worth?"
Every past second dedicated to the search
Conflict of interest made me flinch at every word
My life a sacrifice to the imp of the perverse
Wait, that's the notification buzzing
Forgot to take my meds, I've got them ordered like a baker's dozen
Making nothing, fate disgruntled, I am my grudges
And I hate this constant chase for substance
I can't break these cuffs and, woah-woah-woah
Oh no, everyday in slow mode
For sure, so cold, gotta row the boat
What I've felt like since a young woah, yeah, yeah

I been ruffage in a garbage bin
Stoned alone in my apartment
Blowing O's 'til I'm loading up another cartridge
The PS4 is getting started
All these self-destructive tendencies
She don't give a fuck so she a 10 to me
Drowning in the Dead Sea, call it tenancy
Hope you seeing how the darkness been a friend to me
I need some clemency, for the hubris
I'm not your enemy, I'm only human
I don't fuck with ketamine, it makes me useless
And stupid, all I can mutter is damn...

I'm getting down on myself
With this abiding hunt for the wealth
They say I can reach out to help
That feels like I'm just hurting myself
Catch a look at the shelf
Too many memories, regrets
That's where my secrets were kept
Gotta remember that my path stays set
All I can mutter is damn...

Ohhhh
I got some many issues
I need tissues
Really I just need help
Ohhhh
I just need help

I been dealing with some problems that I'd
Rather not admit that I got
I need a fifth, not a shot
You better give what you got
Do you follow?
I'm a bit behind the curve but I thought
That you would give me a slot
If I could prove I was hot
Share my vision
Or you thinking that I'm whack on the spot
I'll get you back with a plot
Oh, who we kidding?
I've been living in the trash
Right next to every little thing that you dropped
I really pity who copped
Them wasted listens!
I can see you make a killing
And it's taking all the strength that I got
To just wait out the clock
And keep from bitching
I've been itching for a switch
Of who the pistols in the hands of
All I can mutter is damn...

Damn
I'm in a stand off
I just been missing the hand off
Stuck in a rut with my pants off
All I can mutter is...
Damn
I try to fix it I can't dawg
This self destruction is planned dawg
Confidence something I Stan dawg
But all I can mutter is...
Damn
I'm in a stand off
I just been missing the hand off
Stuck in a rut with my pants off
All I can mutter is...
Damn
I try to fix it I can't dawg
This self destruction is planned dawg
Confidence something I Stan dawg
But all I can mutter is...
Damn

God damn it

Written by:
Jack Mabie, Marcus Armistead, Parker Bornstein

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