Life is kind of pretty when you stop to smell a rose
I strive to keep me busy so I try to keep a flow
And maybe keep a float but this life
It blows
The psyche hits hard when i try to take slow
I think I'm doing great
But really, who knows?
I might've bloomed late and my petals
They fold
Your boys a silly clown
But it's not so bad
Better than to drown in my sorrows all sad
I tend to overshare
I'm prone over think
I'm airing dirty laundry over talking to a shrink
Spitting to the void
I'm a dumbass
I would
Avoiding conversations with the demons I procured
The psyche is torn to shreds
But I stop to smell a rose
Crescent island calls
But i can't decide the road
I'm losing all my hope
It keeps me up at night
I want to feel at home
I just want to feel right
A perfect little island
A place to call home
It's hidden in my eyelids
Conjured in the dome
Crescent island calls
It's nothing but a dream
What a sick facade
Thank you self esteem
Every now and then
I see it from the shore
Time and time again
I fall a little short
A mirage, perhaps
But I see it when i'm cold
A collage of what I lack
In my sheltered little world
Crescent island calls
Will I be there all alone?
If I try to get there early
Will I be disowned?
I couldn't live in peace
My friends will understand
No humans here for keeps
I'm walking my own path
Crescent Island calls
But I know she won't agree
If I told her all my thoughts
She'd kill me before me
If crescent island calls
Then what about me?
If crescent island calls
You're not there mentally
Your floaties' got some holes
They tell you patch 'em up
They don't know we mold
They think we're acting up
The perfect little island
Some are not inclined
They think you're better off
Head down, full grind
Suburbia is great
I love one inch walls
Driving off to work
And dumb strip malls
Crescent island calls
It's paradise ashore
But the pair of dice I rolled
They came up kinda short
Laying in my room
As I stare at alarm
5:45 and not a single palm tree
I'd sing a different tune if I was somewhere warm
I think I'd rather die than to never live free
Crescent island calls
But it's never gonna be
This life, it's appalling
So I hide in fantasies
Life has gotten hard
I just wanna feel the breeze
Crescent island calls
But it doesn't call to me
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Life is kind of pretty when you stop to smell a rose
I strive to keep me busy so I try to keep a flow
And maybe keep a float but this life
It blows
The psyche hits hard when i try to take slow
I think I'm doing great
But really, who knows?
I might've bloomed late and my petals
They fold
Your boys a silly clown
But it's not so bad
Better than to drown in my sorrows all sad
I tend to overshare
I'm prone over think
I'm airing dirty laundry over talking to a shrink
Spitting to the void
I'm a dumbass
I would
Avoiding conversations with the demons I procured
The psyche is torn to shreds
But I stop to smell a rose
Crescent island calls
But i can't decide the road
I'm losing all my hope
It keeps me up at night
I want to feel at home
I just want to feel right
A perfect little island
A place to call home
It's hidden in my eyelids
Conjured in the dome
Crescent island calls
It's nothing but a dream
What a sick facade
Thank you self esteem
Every now and then
I see it from the shore
Time and time again
I fall a little short
A mirage, perhaps
But I see it when i'm cold
A collage of what I lack
In my sheltered little world
Crescent island calls
Will I be there all alone?
If I try to get there early
Will I be disowned?
I couldn't live in peace
My friends will understand
No humans here for keeps
I'm walking my own path
Crescent Island calls
But I know she won't agree
If I told her all my thoughts
She'd kill me before me
If crescent island calls
Then what about me?
If crescent island calls
You're not there mentally
Your floaties' got some holes
They tell you patch 'em up
They don't know we mold
They think we're acting up
The perfect little island
Some are not inclined
They think you're better off
Head down, full grind
Suburbia is great
I love one inch walls
Driving off to work
And dumb strip malls
Crescent island calls
It's paradise ashore
But the pair of dice I rolled
They came up kinda short
Laying in my room
As I stare at alarm
5:45 and not a single palm tree
I'd sing a different tune if I was somewhere warm
I think I'd rather die than to never live free
Crescent island calls
But it's never gonna be
This life, it's appalling
So I hide in fantasies
Life has gotten hard
I just wanna feel the breeze
Crescent island calls
But it doesn't call to me
I strive to keep me busy so I try to keep a flow
And maybe keep a float but this life
It blows
The psyche hits hard when i try to take slow
I think I'm doing great
But really, who knows?
I might've bloomed late and my petals
They fold
Your boys a silly clown
But it's not so bad
Better than to drown in my sorrows all sad
I tend to overshare
I'm prone over think
I'm airing dirty laundry over talking to a shrink
Spitting to the void
I'm a dumbass
I would
Avoiding conversations with the demons I procured
The psyche is torn to shreds
But I stop to smell a rose
Crescent island calls
But i can't decide the road
I'm losing all my hope
It keeps me up at night
I want to feel at home
I just want to feel right
A perfect little island
A place to call home
It's hidden in my eyelids
Conjured in the dome
Crescent island calls
It's nothing but a dream
What a sick facade
Thank you self esteem
Every now and then
I see it from the shore
Time and time again
I fall a little short
A mirage, perhaps
But I see it when i'm cold
A collage of what I lack
In my sheltered little world
Crescent island calls
Will I be there all alone?
If I try to get there early
Will I be disowned?
I couldn't live in peace
My friends will understand
No humans here for keeps
I'm walking my own path
Crescent Island calls
But I know she won't agree
If I told her all my thoughts
She'd kill me before me
If crescent island calls
Then what about me?
If crescent island calls
You're not there mentally
Your floaties' got some holes
They tell you patch 'em up
They don't know we mold
They think we're acting up
The perfect little island
Some are not inclined
They think you're better off
Head down, full grind
Suburbia is great
I love one inch walls
Driving off to work
And dumb strip malls
Crescent island calls
It's paradise ashore
But the pair of dice I rolled
They came up kinda short
Laying in my room
As I stare at alarm
5:45 and not a single palm tree
I'd sing a different tune if I was somewhere warm
I think I'd rather die than to never live free
Crescent island calls
But it's never gonna be
This life, it's appalling
So I hide in fantasies
Life has gotten hard
I just wanna feel the breeze
Crescent island calls
But it doesn't call to me
Writer: Domingo Dominguez Jr
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