Looking broken, misspoken
I'm hoping, it's all just joking
While I'm toking I've been roaming
Never knowing, tub overflowing
Redder than omen, shits been stolen
Hand holding, life eroding
Keep it going, life closing with choking
I kept on growing, I've been smoking I'll own it
Baggy clothing, young kid don't like folding
Withholding, all the thoughts revolting
Left his momma upset and daddy in debt
Got pajamas packed and he'll never forget
All the road trips, and all the packages and gifts
Turns out he misses it, train tracks in a pit
Even got his old bib, and family pic
Horn coming quick, lie down that's it
He just gave in, he's tired living in this world of sin
So he's leaving it, robbing the dead and everything within
Broken images, broken promises
Ill be honest, I'm lost in the thoughts of all this
Turn the faucet then think with logic
The only problem is the thoughts of all this