There comes a time when a man's gotta choose A time when you have to decide what to do Watcha' gonna do? Well I got better things to do with my time Than
In her voice I sensed reality So I walked out through the door My sneakers suckin' up rain from the street And there was nowhere to score Spent that
I'm mad, conveniently sad By things I want and never had And I'm pushin' but not too hard This one-way ticket will get me quite far, yeah Further into
Through denials and stupid trials I can't hide but I can run for miles I know it's vain straight up insane To a different drum against the grain Nothing
Lookin' up from your wayside ditch now Lookin' up from the pitch black hole in the ground There's only one place left for you to go Uncharted territories
Such a long while now Since my highs dropped to lows Well, you know the sad part is It's starting to show That I ain't been quite myself now For quite
You don't seem to love me anymore these days Happiness is gone at least I see that in your face when the storm is over and the sun is out there are rainbows
You're a knife to his gun When you're bored He's out having fun You're always on the lookout He's a star, you struggle with do's And who you are So
Staying straight, got me so strung out Being sure just put me in doubt Your teaching really made me dumb Don't call me slacker 'cuz I am a bum Hang around
Sweet little 16 is just getting sober Trying to recover from a devil's hangover, yeah Says, she's going straight but she's just up around the bend That
Hey girl, you'll land it You've got supplies if they demand it You've got the looks and the glamor Cut by the chisel and beat by the hammer And they'
I was paralyzed As I opened up my bloodshot eyes Do I really wanna know Where I've been Or where I've put my nose I'm in a rut Keep kicking myself in
Out of key with my time Banned from streets of gold 'Cause of my rhyme So tell me Is there still a world to win Or am I just a captive Of the original
Your family's rich and you feelin' poor Conscious like a nerve long gone sore In a world of margueritas and computer games Guess it's enough to put you
Spare me, I don't need your yappin' I got directions thrown at me Like I was in need of clues All night long, all day, night Noon, morning, same old
They can't say what state we're in They can't blame on what we spin (Song) 'Cause it's fucked-up business scene Where they want everything to be so clean
Past morning and I raise my head Won't turn on the lights, won't get out of bed Phone bugs me, baby, you're not here I wish I didn't wake up How I wish
Out of time, out of tune Born sucking on a silver spoon Trying hard for the best You don't come close but I can stand the test Here's a hint here's a
