I woke up this morning barely breathing I tried to call ya
Dry heavin middle of the even I throwed it all up
Didn’t know you was leaving still grevin in my nostalgia
My problems I had life full I need a night cap or nice pull
take a nice pull of this ice pole and just see how your night go
make me want the rice throw but I had problems
that were prior to your arrival
you played me like a mistro you got a dope style
I miss you, let me kiss you, lets just kick it for awhile
But there lies lies, that were riddle threw out your smile
All the while you coul have dipped on me tomorrow
Flip the script fast and make you hard to follow
Make it my fault well that’s just salt in the wound
The thought of loosin you that pill to hard to swallow
Found me face down in cold rocks with no socks
Using cold cocktails to get threw the hard knocks
A hard right a hard block
Praying to the presets and Jesus god make my heart stop
Cop me a tissue
For tiers or blood well that’s a different issue
Let me assist you with you by my side
never apart, this for the rest of my life
Until the day that i die and I rise and defy all gravity
But I guess you wasn’t having me
Sorta something happening
with another person that made me get away
and that really sorta sucks cause I sorta wanted to stay
I im really sorry for askin
im in love with your assest no strings attachin
please play the movie ill be groovy with you some you and me action
I cant break the attraction
Kick It in jakoozies but you diamonds and rubys you sweeter than smoothies
Its madness
Im burned out
turns out your more impressive In your absent
mind bangin like a race car but I arranged to restrain form where ever you are
if they can get you high then they can get you low too
if it wasn’t for you
id still be scared of, cat cartoons
love and lagoons
long nights and full moons
use to love the leaves that mother earth grew
juice that grapes ozz
sitten in a soffet of sorrow in cancoon
midevil the root of all evil I kinda liked it
put my shakles with out my permission
a king in his castle im the eye of the apple
jump off the Sistine chapels in front of sixteen assholes
and see who right the prescription
I did it to prove a point not prevent my existence
The blue prints of an 18 year old misfit
I love you more than life
one in the same in this instance
And if you think im talkin bout a girl you wasn’t really listenin
“Memoir” -Kort Hoke
