dent

Done with the bullshit, done with the loss Done tryna think, what my decisions could cost New England weather, choose my own path, Robert Frost Depressed for what feels like forever Happy one moment, next moment I’m lost But no one’s gon care, cuz nowadays you find this shit everywhere You either a fake or you end it all When I tried my parents could hardly bear The thought of their son in a casket, but now it’s common in the masses Treating death like it’s a game, hope you pass the next wave Or you’ll end as a pile of ashes, man I wish I could rip out my heart and my soul Losing more friends everyday is so fucking hard And its crystal clear its taking its toll Mentally wasting it, feeling like counterfeit Taking prescriptions to get out the hole But in this reality, Nietzscheian morality Is what you carry to make the ball roll, uh Making the ball roll isn’t so simple Put into perspective, life is just another riddle Make a left, keep it straight Know the right choice or you’ll witness fate Never understood how to take a break Until I asked a question looking for a clean slate Are you gonna make a dent, or are you gonna be like Harvey Wear two faces to the party, two faced life cuz you hardly Ever gave a f*ck about being gnarly Never took the time to say sorry Everybody else don’t matter You’d be happy if their little lives just shattered Uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Don’t go making a fuss, this was all about trust Uh huh, uh huh No more patience to discuss, you are superfluous Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh woah New land, new life Newer morals to avoid the bitter strife Right hand, no knife Other beaten bloody seeking the afterlife Gone and made myself a way to stay in line If they trippin off some shit, they ain’t worth the time Petty beggar wanna shine, they ain’t worth my time Gotta put in more effort tryna swipe a dime Almost two years older than me But still acting like he’s nine pushing my own borderlines Only hope that others can see That the plans for his design are far below the baseline I’d never throw dirt at shit that don’t deserve it But take my word this a hypocrite that need to burn it Discog to backlog, nah just go return it F*ck you talking bout, telling me they gon preserve it? He ain’t gonna make a dent He’ll always be just like Harvey Wearing two faces to the party Two faced life cuz he hardly Ever gave a f*ck about being gnarly Never took the time to say sorry Everybody else didn’t matter He’s been happy with their little lives all tattered Uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Don’t be making a fuss, imma make you shut up Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh woah