Note to Self

Lyrics
What in your life ever made it okay to go and shit your pants and throw it away? Who's gonna care about you if you don't care about you? So tell me once again why you're falling apart, and why this time is any different than something before? You've already been through the things that almost killed you Life is so hard, la-da-di-da, and boo-humbug, girl, play your guitar It's always been the thing to resurrect your dreams I know I'll probably make you mad when I say, "You better look at the things you have And don't focus on the baggage 'cause it's full of bat shit" So what's it gonna be? You can't stay sick, what's the difference? I ask myself, "Who am I talking to, talking to?" Sad and distant isn't helping you now So you can't stay sick, it's problematic Not just for you, but for the whole fucking planet too Change of perspective, it's the only way out (Alex of Codefendants) Hi, I'm Troy McClure You might know me from such college films as "Blood Flows Red on the Highway" And "The Man that Wouldn't Die" Needles in my eyes like I'm Clockwork Orange Barely still alive, hanging by a door hinge Used to feeling endorphins, now I'm feeling like an orphan What can I do to be your pain absorbent? We all grew up kinda morbid Even if you're fucking up, I won't kick you out my orbit No way, Jose I learned one thing, never throw anybody away Let me break it down for all you math heads Let me take a break from feeling half dead Live from Long Beach, rest in peace, Lil 1/2 Dead No matter what, homie, I'ma stay rappin' So what's it gonna be? You can't stay sick, you are the difference I ask myself, "Why do I even try?" So politic, humanistic in doubt So I won't stay sick, I am the difference Not just for me, but for everyone I meet and see So I'll be conscious of all my energy now
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Credits
- Writers
- Stacey Dee
- Alex Oana