Lyrics

Somedays it's so dark It feels like all hopes lost And I do not know how To deal with this broke heart So how can I go on Fucked up in this old house Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town Suck in this bottomless pit tryna get out the gutter with Flows that I'm uttering Utterly underwhelming While the pressures heating to a hundred kelvin Had a lot of dreams and now they're fucking melting Like the Arctic shelf And shit I feel defeated because I took an L I guess I'll book a cell next to the crooked felons Cause to be this evil should be illegal all the mean people Need to chill the fuck out and get a weed refill Let it be like the Beatles no we don't play Heat of the moment been feeling some type of way Salty as Frito lay Homie yeah you were my guy-yo no Pico de (gallo) But I'm still angry and tried Was raised in a shady environment Guess that it made me too crazy and violent Chasing the bag like I work for the IRS Wait Money ain't buying no happiness What is the point of a bag If you're spending your time just to grab the shit fuck it I'm blabbering Life is a bitch and we die in the end Yeah so what does it matter then? Stuck in a labyrinth Guess I'm just counting the days Till I become inanimate Somedays it's so dark It feels like all hopes lost And I do not know how To deal with this broke heart So how can I go on Fucked up in this old house Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town In this ghost town what will I do? Where to go? No one but myself all alone now I need gods help So father son and holy ghost Hold my soul close I'm feeling comatose Me and life are locked in a game of Rochambeau Ain't no one praying for me Letting alone coming to see me When I'm in pain I'm in need please Somebody save me cause lately everything is so bleak I was down dog for the count in a 12 round brawl Fuck it I'll crawl back an outlaw With a mouth that is bout to sound off I'm here to let you know heart is colder than eskimos But that shit lessens blows So I really don't mind it anymore SOS man I need to be rescued Before my death is surely what I'm destined for Arrive at the morgue cause there's no surviving the stress of war Somedays it's so dark It feels like all hopes lost And I do not know how To deal with this broke heart So how can I go on Fucked up in this old house Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town Somedays it's so dark It feels like all hopes lost And I do not know how To deal with this broke heart So how can I go on Fucked up in this old house Yeah how can I go on when stuck in this ghost town
Writer(s): Luke Gawne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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