When will it ever be my time
I'm never first to cross that line
I never take home the big prize
It's just Consolation
And I know I made you hurt
Questionin' your worth
But I'm back and I'm better
Give you what you deserve
Revenge is sweet like some desert
But I've had spoonfuls of my words
And I know I did the worst
I'm goin' through some therapy
Still check-a-hoe, like a Cherokee
Still sting a bitch, like a bumblebee
That's guaranteed
Not rollin' deep, but I miss my crew in Bat City
Too far away in West Philly
And I need to come home
I need some healing, not gonna lie
I need some saving, but not gonna cry
Uhuhuhmmmmyeah
It's just consolation
Oh baby give me one more chance (To show you that I love you)
Won't you please let me (Back to your heart)
Oh darlin', I was blind to let you go (Let you go, baby)
But now since I see you in his arms (I want you back)
When will it ever be my time
I'm never first to cross that line
I never take home the big prize
It's just Consolation
When will it ever be my time
I'm never first to cross that line
I never take home the big prize
It's just Consolation
Texas blurry nights with Ross's lights in his ride
I used to drive 'round my town
I used to hear different sounds
I used to feel alright
I used to feel, it was magic
Now everything feels tragic
Ok, am I broken?
Got back into smokin', chokin' on this green, fadin' away
White, red and blue lights turn to grey
Ok, am I broken?
Avoid the topic and get to buckin'
I shoot my shot and get not buckets
I change the subject and
I've been leavin' my door wide open
Hopin' you come around
I won't choosin' to lie, I'm not chosen
Submit myself to the sound
And for my last shit
I got a hat trick!
I am the rabbit
I was a savage!
Did lot of damage
I could not manage!
So I up and left with a lot of regret
I lost happiness
I was off my meds!
I was lost and confused!
Had too many brews
And I snoozed on my loved ones
You heard the news!
Personal drama
Wildfire!
Comma
I went to the atmosphere
To write this
And Disappear!
I've been leavin' my door wide open
Hopin' you come around
I won't choosin' to lie, I'm not chosen
Submit myself to the sound
Those morning bells and personal health
Well-being buys, but sadness sells
My body moves all by itself
Deflecting blows and losing health
How to Disappear
(I might Disappear!)
How to Disappear
(I might Disappea)
How to Disappear