My Bad

Ey yo Where's my lighter? Bro, where's my lighter? The only trickle down economics that I've found Is the narcotics that I pay for and set about Going to town on my throat, that was then this is now Living up to the expectations of the burnt bridge crowd Tripping tripping tripping, I been flying solo So low underneath the bridges I burnt I see their glow Roasting the memories, ever growing hollow There's no greetings for more meetings, no forgiveness, no hellos My boys always play this song when I go home So now here's a swansong, a new one for you to sing along Take me back, back down the river Say the facts, born pure bred sinners Crashing out in the Cayley, so high we sailing Way above constraints of reality's railing Colwyn Bay facing straight into c'est la vie And I don't care man, this is home, get mad at me I wish I didn't have some of the memories that I have I wish I could say my bad, my bad man I wish I didn't have some of the memories that I have I wish I could say my bad, my bad man My uncle would be so proud I remember he said he wanted us to celebrate And we weren't allowed But right now I know who my friends were when all I wanted to do was shout I never felt more like a child Never felt like I had no idea what I was doing There's peace inside me now but I've still not got a clue and That's okay, absences are filled when hope flew in Affluent dark thoughts but planting bright seeds for humans I sometimes see him I stay away from dreaming Unless it's day, and I'm seeking A long time breathing Lungs still creaking Do you want food or heating? I don't know how I'm feeling But I'm still floating, but it's fleeting I wish I didn't have some of the memories I have I wish I could just say my bad, my bad man I wish I didn't have some of the memories I have I wish I could just say my bad, my bad man I wish I didn't have some of the memories I have I wish I could just say my bad, my bad man