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albert b. – 151 كلمات اغاني

i need to get my att-tude in check
i’m often standoffish
keep my thoughts bottled up
bottom of the barrel
you can bet your bottom dollar on ’em
bert
an empty pack of cigarettes in my pocket
i’m on my way to the pharmacy
got my dollars and a penny in my wallet
keep my eyes on the profit
i’m smoking sticky adhesive
my head is foggy and buzzy
don’t give a f-ck how you see it
all my weed is imported
and all my b-tches conceited
still trying to cope with the demons i’ve been seeing
when i close my eyes to fall asleep
most people don’t believe me
i write it all down and
turn around and delete it
reason being i ain’t really trying to settle for decent
i’m working side streets
contemplating, pacing, impatient
a whole lot of bullsh-t in my head
not really trying to explain it
i’m painting pictures of dysfunctional families
with happy faces
just to have some f-cking company
i’m wondering where the days went
still awake scheming
sleeping still dreaming
pressure on my chest
i just need a sec to breath in
spend a couple seasons
searching for a deeper meaning
but all i found is
i can’t really find much to believe in
the baby face with its
brain in a shady place
and recently i’ve been having
trouble trying to fall asleep
all i really need is some peace of mind
and time to breath, but
time is money
and money’s a priority now
so f-cking nervous trying to keep my composure
but on the surface i’m quiet
you probably didn’t notice
stay up late and p-ss out on the sofa
it’s pretty from afar
but far from pretty when you’re close up
get up off the pavement
brush the dirt up off my shoulders
i’m twenty years old and sh-t
i’m only getting older like
what the f-ck i got to show for it
some sh-tty poems and
a couple instrumentals that i made when i was stoned
it’s whatever
sh-t i just hope that you get it
don’t really know what i meant but
if i meant it i said it
and if i said it i probably wrote it down in a sentence
so you can miss me with the bullsh-t
i ain’t really trying to smell it
still awake scheming
sleeping still dreaming
pressure on my chest
i just need a sec to breath in
spend a couple seasons
searching for a deeper meaning
but all i found is
i can’t really find much to believe in
i can’t really find much to believe in

- albert b

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