​tony

Uh, uh
Opened up like a brand new bottle
[?] spit away the brand new sorrow
I'm going in [?] like I'm Donnie Brasco
You going outside like a bursting bubble
Flooded your brain with my thoughts of (grandeur?)
I'm way to geeked about the thought but not her
Every song I write about you sounds like butter
It's all so simple 'till it ain't like [?]
Uh
In the woods like hunter
Riffles still shoots and my knife still cut [?]
Bloody [?] the strenght to muster
It's carried in my heart
Still sealed like tupper
Put my hands to the heavens
Praise mom and dad for the talеnt I was born given (into?)
Many [?], just to get it to me
My bloodlinе really 'bout to be something special
To my future kids you 'gon need to fill mutliple shoes
I hope this finds when you need it most
To my present kids you 'gon need to do better than that to be me
Matter fact, get in line first
It was me by myself
And I made little songs
To the beats by some other guys
Got it down flat
And I looked in the mirror
Found out I ain't shit
So I took a good look at the (show?) 'fore I put them out
Listen back, then comes hatred
Try to make do
When I make new, (keep that?)
Then I met 'Ric then we left them all dead like Grimes in the dead ones walking on (by?)
I just pay it no mind
All them days gone by
All my days gone by
And I look back
Where the fuck the time went?
Think about memories
Blessed to be
All the good times
And the good guys
Except for me
Wells running dry
And I'm running out of [?] to be [?] bullshit
I'm running out of drums to be (dumping?)
Good shit
Happy to be here in the flesh
I wish you where here
Instead of post cards and texts to me