Michael John - Slow Count Lyrics

One, two, three, four, five
Thank god I'm alive, mama I survived
One, two, three, four, five
Thank god I'm alive, mama I survived
Promised I'd survive
I used to throw five
Now we pen a fire sonnet
To the top and I'ma thrive on it, I thrive on it
That's word to Willy, turnt from the birth yeah the verse go silly
Words cut deep but your worse won't kill me
Staring in the mirror thinking that it might heal
Riding in the blizzard and this hearse so chilly
Cold as the arctic headfirst I'ma dive
Thankful for blessings oh yes I'm alive
Who hold it down when you feel at your worse
I am not vexed lift the hex from this curse
Party on the track in the damn parade
Let the words soak in, it's a marinade
I'ma give it straight to em' not a paraphrase
Thankful for the oxygen that hit my lungs everyday
One, two, three, four, five
Thank god I'm alive, mama I survived
One, two, three, four, five
Thank god I'm alive, mama I survived
Through the thick of it, gotta keep intact although we slip a bit
Tired of always being tired man I'm getting sick of it
But gotta stick with it, quitting ain't the mission
Miss the instances where shit was simple, wish that shit was infinite
Seen so many people here then I seen em' go
Wish I could I tell em' how I feel but you can't speak to ghosts
I know at least they close, gives a little peace and hope
So I won't fear the reaper, roll some reefer just to keep consoled
Pushed it to a high limit, gone there's no reviving it
Once you make your bed shit, then you gotta lie in it
Trying to read between the lines I'm trying to find a sign in it
Didn't see the fine print, the dotted line signed in it
F*ck, now you're stuck and you can't go back
And then it all cuts to black like Sopranos last
Episode, lemon dro in a hand rolled wrap
Reflecting on the past watch the minute hand goes fast like
One, two, three, four, five
Thank god I'm alive, mama I survived
One, two, three, four, five
Thank god I'm alive, mama I survived