Yeah, they like memory and that ghost hit
Lay around till that cold kiss
Why the fuck am I lonely when my bank account is on "Oh shit"
I cannot be sad so I'ma get angry yell till my throat itch
Then I wake up under rain clouds when my old house is foreclosing
I hate the past but it's all I see
Like a bad bitch, I might swallow me
And that one cop is still calling me 'cause they still stuck on that robbery
They got no leads and I'm impatient
I might turn into an impatient
For the truth, yeah, I've been awake
And my mental fades as I'm pill taken
Yeah, I felt like chasing the ashes
Back when I fell in love with my passion
Fuck it, now I do drugs in the attic
Mama, swear I won't turn to an addict
Never thought I'd be a has-been
Song a week now I'm losing the traction
I don't dream anymore I see blackness
All alone in this room like a casket
All alone in this room with a jacket
Keeping me from the way I've been acting
All the money and fame that I bask in
They look at me and the robbin' like Baskin
So much money and time at the practice
Burnt away my career is in ashes
I can't salvage the wreck I'll move past it
Now I'm back in the cycle of average (I'm average)
