i'm always...

I'm always, thinkin' about my old ways I'm always, thinkin' about the old days I'm stoned and alone, I needed more space I was down on my own, ain't hear no phone ring I'm always thinkin' about my old ways I'm always thinkin' about the old days I'm stoned and alone, I needed more space I was down on my own, ain't hear no phone ring I already croaked mate, my whole life is a cold case It's a damn shame and I never go where most stay I've been thinkin' bout death, I'm a ghost mane (yeah) Me and my ghost playin' phone tag I'm lost, I don't know where to go from here I got, emotions that I know I fear I'm not, the person I see in the mirror I'm caught, and waitin' for the smoke to clear I'm always, thinkin' about my old ways I'm always, thinkin' about the old days I'm stoned and alone, I needed more space I was down on my own, ain't hear no phone ring I'm always, thinkin' about my old ways I'm always, thinkin' about the old days (sadboy, sadboy, sadboy) I'm stoned and alone, I needed more space I was down on my own, ain't hear no phone ring (ain't hear no phone) I got caught slippin' so I stopped sippin' Then I realized I had the wrong vision and the positives, are all comin' across as a con is well, an actuality I'm just tryin' to learn how to trust and who I was (how do I do that) You can even switch those two words up to who to trust, and how I was But that would make me go back, relapse, screw things up, do bad stuff I'm sick of hearin' the same words from you, you can't love It's not that I can't, I just need some help with that Lend me a helping hand This song's way more than just a rap I tell my demons to f*ck off, somehow they still talkin' back I'm always, thinkin' about my old ways I'm always, thinkin' about the old days I'm stoned and alone, I needed more space I was down on my own, ain't hear no phone ring I'm always, thinkin' about my old ways I'm always, thinkin' about the old days I'm stoned and alone, I needed more space I was down on my own, ain't hear no phone ring