(time
time is very precious to me
i don't know how much i have left
but i have some things i would like to say
hopefully
at the end
i'll have some that's important to someone else
but-)
hey
okay
my room is dim
all i write are sad songs in my loony bin
no one's going to tune me in
no one's been a truer friend
than this that you sip off as you're brewing gin
maybe if i hit a few trees
i wouldn't be depressed for like fifty-two weeks
in a row
i ain't no mathematician
but after sitting in my room and always having to envision
half of you were laughing and asked me to diminish
and quit
and you wish that my ass would do the dishes
i'm happy
and my attitude is leisure
fuck growing up
damn
why'd you ask to use the bleachers?
when the stage is up
but i've played enough
hope you feel my pain when i'm laughing through your speakers
you say i'm falling
can you please let me go?
you say i'm all in
but i think i'm going to fall
life is short
but the days are long
so long
yeah
and if i'm singing
then this must be a song
if you feel me
sing along
depression is progression
but progress ain't always a good pro
i'm sorry
i should know
that every single party i been to
is like a zombie watch
alcoholic ambiance
probably blame my mommy on it
on and on at six
all i do is whine and kick
while signing bitch's tits
after a time or two
i finally choose to quit
i'm not that bad guy i make myself out to be
kids
out of my wits
i shout at the moon
and i'll be goddamned if you find me out of my room
i'm hotter than blue
i'm not in the mood
to be sad
come on riz
what has gotten to you?
thankfully
i gained some speed
and aimed to be a role model
but so far
i'm an old car
with a broke throttle
no sign of flashes
but the flashbacks
but i'm okay
i'm going to take a few cracks at
you say i'm falling
can you please let me go?
you say i'm all in
but i think i'm going to fall
life is short
but the days are long
so long
yeah
and if i'm singing
then this must be a song
if you feel me
sing along