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letters
To my 21 year old self

You don’t wanna do this
Ya gonna quit the music biz
Imagining the hubris
In reckoning someone cares
But nobody’s forthcoming

Just by the way she moves she probably loves all my favorite records
Take a look at her shoes, she probably sends handwritten letters

Met a pretty

leather
Little red devil on the dresser
Writing red pencil on the letter
Thin slices of the cheddar
Fold it up make my life better
We had the lunch

on another level now
Yeah, you wonder how I been
I'm doing better now free my nigga Boosie
Know he waitin' on a letter now
I'm at the top
But they told me it

free, terrible being
Higher than a red eye flight
So who you overseeing?

All together for every single letter
Better my character
Find self tucking

Decide the day is over
Hang it on your shoulder
Hoping that you could notice
Okay, let's go, I was posted by my grave
Hey, bae, come lay with me, like

have been through
can't visualize, You and I, Cauz the blurry shit is what I fuck with
My mind is racing, embracing cases, I'm overwhelmed by decisions

I dreamt last night you wrote me a letter,
when I opened it up your words had wings.
sad and sorry, need and forever,
they seemed such frail

God & Country
 
My brother wrote this letter
The day before he went to war
Blood stains and mud cover his signature
He passed it down the firing line

selling all my Ritalin 
Mare makes eggs
Then she gets down to business
By 3 she's comatose
Dark den
Snowy television 
So I'm learning Cherub Rock

Sometimes it takes a lifetime
To find what is right
We wasting our time and lose

Poisoned by a letter
I will be gone , forever

Get over you
Time

by the lake
And he fed her tube steak off the plate

Living that smang life
Knowing that your living ain't right
Living that smang life
Knowing that

Wait, don't go I know that I can do better
I know I'm not the best at love letters
Just don't go, don't go away
Don't go, don't go, please 
Wait

and rails, gives additional
Other sides
Or again she'll mix up ends, she'll blow

Circled trails got by visions of
All her sides
Or again she'll, or again

I open my Bible
See the letters in red
I don't know who still lives by the words Jesus said
The bodies they're stacking
They reach for the sky
If that

played a sorrow in my dreams old things that make me feel sad it's UN things cut by you really do you really know me?

Do you really do you really love me?

THINK I'LL GET A JOB DOWN BY THE RIVER
I'LL SAW A LOG OR MAYBE DELIVER MARY'S FIRST CHILD
YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?
BECAUSE I AM ALIVE

GUESS I'LL GO FOR

letter to Mr. Santa Claus (tell him, girl)
From all the single girls back home (alright)

Bring me a man (bring me a man, bring me a man)
This

the rain drops down my soul
No more joking like Heath Ledger
Three words abbreviated by three letters
Dream catchers, sleep better
Short sleeve weather, it's

to pick up the phone,
And give me a call?
you let me fall,
I left you voicemails,
I wrote you letters,
I was alone,
When you were together,
I kept holding

thing set in
There on the table, the one by the bed
Is the letter you left me but I never read

And I know you well but only in the light 
It's haunting

and they street full of hoops
I'ma pull up, get the uh-uh, get to scorin'
Pull in the number before five and the letter after M
Everybody look surprised

love letters you received
So, anonymously
You never did suspect
They were written by me

That photograph I bought
From some girly magazine
Was all that

hiding for too long
I was leaving my shelter
I was leaving who I once was
And found what I was chasing for so long

I wrote so many dead letters
I never