Just Talkin

(альбом: Frontal Lobe Submission - 2021)

I can see the faces of people staring (Hey)
Waiting on a move they can misconstrue (Oh)
Since I made it here, can I just make it clear?
I will never stay consistent
No, I will never
No, I will never stay think the same

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh
Ooh, oo-ooh, ooh

I can fuck around make you change your purpose
Smoke on something strange make you feel alive, yeah
I'm domesticated but you'll be suffocated
If you keep looking at my lady
Yeah, I will kill you
Yeah, I will make you go away

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh
Ooh, oo-ooh, ooh

I miss the good old days
Friends would smoke
No holes in veins (No)
No cash, no hopes, no fame (No)
Sold my soul, that shit's no game (Na)
I think myself's to blame
Dead friends, I'd take their place
I'd kill myself but I can't do that
To my family's name
I've been living life good, yeah
Fucking manic, yeah, I knew that
Different person on the weekends
Self-abusing through the seasons
I think I lost my motherfucking mind
That's alright, I'll take my time
Make it right, right

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh
(I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it right)
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh
(I can sing that high, haha)

All right, when I'm gone
Don't lose sleep, alright?
Oh my God, ugh

Go
Check, check
Say something
Say what?
Anything
What do you need me just tell me what you need me to do
Why?
I hate this shit
You hate what shit?
This isn't my career choice, I hate this