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Timmy Little

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What
Hahahaha
Yea
To no fault of my own
My thoughts get lost like a dog
Walking the road alone, I'm stoned and zoned
A talking ghost, but with no home to haunt
My thoughts are dark
And they keep coming in bulk
The Costco of mental health
600 pack of Lexapro
Hopeless, mind is barely working
Open to having this curse lift
Cocaine gives my thoughts a friend
To talk to while the real me's hurting
Lost in thoughts like wade in oceans
Crossing dots like T is broken
Cost me lots to free my hope
That's locked in boxes predisposed to
Walk all alone
Inept in stopping these moments
Prone to botching things that matter
Prone to watching me blow it
Collective conscience creeping over
Set response is keep going
It's gets too hot when y'all keep talking over me
So speak lower
Otherwise it sounds like static
Underlines my roots as manic
Thunder shakes the room but damn it
It's the lightning that does damage
For me my life's for me to manage
Then don't judge me when I cannot
Seem to find a fucking answer
Maybe I'll find it in a handgun
Just hope my kids don't find "holed-up" in the bathroom
Hopeless, mind is barely working
Open to having this curse lift
Cocaine gives my thoughts a friend
To talk to while the real me is hurting
Lost in thoughts like wade in oceans
Crossing dots like T is broken
Cost me lots to free my hope
That's locked in boxes predisposed to
More static, yea, it's back
Keep coming back like crack addicts
From the back like sex addicts
Counting stacks like meth labs
And I'll forget just like that
Inclined to let my life pass
Me by like I'm the right path
In time to die like light hair
And life's plenty even
Some don't get their blessings till they're leaving
Hopeless, mind is barely working
Open to having this curse lift
Cocaine gives my thoughts a friend
To talk to while the real me is hurting
Lost in thoughts like wade in oceans
Crossing dots like T is broken
Cost me lots to free my hope
That's locked in boxes predisposed to
More static
Just more static
Just more static
Hopeless, mind is barely working
Open to having this curse lift
Cocaine gives my thoughts a friend
To talk to while the real me is hurting
Lost in thoughts like wade in oceans
Crossing dots like T is broken
Cost me lots to free my hope
That's locked in boxes predisposed to more static
F*ck the handgun
I'm going to get the shotgun
I can't f*ck take it anymore
I can't fucking take this shit anymore
F*CK IT!!!
Wait, how the f*ck did I miss

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