Life's like a lucid dream So I guess I need a wake
With all the truth that I'm hearing It's amazing it's all fake
But maybe just a touch And a meager little scrape
Will wake me from my slumber And make me smile today
Like Grinning Mr. Cheshire I'm down to my last life
Sadly slammed the door And smashed all of the lights
This wonderland's a nightmare Until the lights are on
But that shit's just flickering Don't get me wrong
Loosely lay down words As I lay down in my bed
I think happy thoughts And pictures in my head
I didn't owe nobody But the price I still should pay
I didn't hurt nobody But they'll hurt me anyways
So catch me on the grind Where my work week's not a shift
Or catch me in time Fore I blow up like a bitch
This kid's got dreams Gonna be an artist
But before all that I need to take my morning piss
I guess that makes me lame
Got a closed mouth
I guess that makes me tame
Got blurred vision
I guess that makes me drunk
And I got no more
I guess that makes me done
Run Bitch Run Even though this ain't a race
You go on ahead But I'll still set the pace
The tortoise took his time And he didn't show up late
So Imma copy him, Go on a date with fate
Putting faith in each other, and maybe in a god
But this shit don't make sense, and it's seeming kinda odd
Wasting life away, as I sit in class thinking
When will be the day that I catch a bitch winking
Just one more year and I'm legally grown
A couple late though, cause I'm out on my own
Still missing key parts, but nothing too big
I may be seventeen, but I'm still a little kid
Got my baby bottle, now who here has a teet
Pass my little lighter, now who here has the weed
Hired me a lawyer, now put me in a suit
Don't take me away judge, that shit is fucking rude
Got a stubbed toe
I guess that makes me lame
Got a closed mouth
I guess that makes me tame
Got blurred vision
I guess that makes me drunk
And I got no more
I guess that makes me done
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