Lyrics

Coastin, I'm boastin' that I'm ghosting Staring at the ocean, going through the motions Work then sleep, then work, then sleep, then back home And in between, a healthy dose of Camel made tobacco That's facts tho, cause my life, it always seemed irrelevant I'm not intelligent, so to my health, I say "to hell with it!" My minds fucked, so I made my tomb to match it You find it tragic, but I just need the roots to crack it The surface, my purpose, so why am I feeling worthless Staying out of churches, and scrolling through my curses I'm hurt bitch, can't you see these inner scars But no, you left me to die in maze with Minotaur So these feelings are ripped and tattered and torn to shreds Sleeping on this free couch, I can't afford no bed Ignore this head, he's claiming the statements that's preposterous Threw all my pennies down the well and never even got the wish Taking to my to craft and then I go and polish it I couldn't finish college cause I ran into that wall again We all pretend, we always see the deepest in astonishment I'm sitting on this ottoman, just hoping I'm not falling in Into deep depression, cause I don't need that Pouring soul out and I just want some honest feedback So please act according to plan, nod if you understand I'm just a broken man, too proud to take a helping hand I hope to take a stand and span throughout the vacant lands My time is ancient sands running through an hour glass And hours pass, still feeling like a bag of trash I pump the gas to the Acura, it ain't that fast Don't want another crash, just want a chance To succeed and extend the olive branch to the fams Make a few tracks that smack inside the jam And maybe take a year off and cool it in Japan
Writer(s): Marcus Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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