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by J. Cowan
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I wanna end this on a high note
Mariah Carey wit some high hopes
I've been lounging on a slippery slope
I heard that voice again while I was high on the dope
Free smoke got me flipping like burgers
That ain't nutin new
I'm overloading my circuits
Act a clown Cowan
You belong in the circus
Just so hard to focus
Been avoiding the service
I stay away
It seems I can't be helped
In the stu
Where my issues get dealt
It's so sad
I keep letting fear control me
What a drag
Old black and lonely
This is real
These are my feelings
Talking about fake stress
What you know about my dealings
Late night stressing
Staring at the ceiling
I Come around you
All smiles my appearance
Does that make me fake
Or does it make me great
I hold a lot of weight on these shoulders
That's the truth
Still a Stubborn mule
Never once loved the rules
My hat to the back
Does it make me look cool
Still so confused
Yet still dropping jewels
I've gained So much
So I got more to lose
If Jesus drank wine
Will he frown upon my brews
Still so confused
Yet still dropping jewels
I've gained So much
So I got more to lose
If Jesus drank wine
Will he frown upon my brews
My life and my struggles
Here I give em to you
Cowan
I wanna end this on a high note
Mariah Carey wit some high hopes
I've been lounging on a slippery slope
I heard that voice again while I was high on the dope
Free smoke got me flipping like burgers
That ain't nutin new
I'm overloading my circuits
Act a clown Cowan
You belong in the circus
Just so hard to focus
Been avoiding the service
I stay away
It seems I can't be helped
In the stu
Where my issues get dealt
It's so sad
I keep letting fear control me
What a drag
Old black and lonely
This is real
These are my feelings
Talking about fake stress
What you know about my dealings
Late night stressing
Staring at the ceiling
I Come around you
All smiles my appearance
Does that make me fake
Or does it make me great
I hold a lot of weight on these shoulders
That's the truth
Still a Stubborn mule
Never once loved the rules
My hat to the back
Does it make me look cool
Still so confused
Yet still dropping jewels
I've gained So much
So I got more to lose
If Jesus drank wine
Will he frown upon my brews
Still so confused
Yet still dropping jewels
I've gained So much
So I got more to lose
If Jesus drank wine
Will he frown upon my brews
My life and my struggles
Here I give em to you
Cowan