No need to grieve

Lyrics
[Intro] Ah, alright, last take, last take Ah, I hope this doesn't fuck up [Chorus] I had to sober up, 'cause I forgot what sober was I still love getting high, but more so I love getting funds Do you trust me, do you not? These petals turn to dust In time, but time is an illusion, and the petals, plucked And our time is up, what will be is the same as was Can't kill me in a way that does, only in the ways that don't Matter to me anymore, so detached from skin and bone When you leave, I'll lock the door, when, not if, that's how it goes [Verse 1] People come and go, people came and went I'm Mr. Game & Watch, 'cause I'm too dement Might forget some shit, or might lash out when in distress I accept my flaws and love myself for all my mess All of my shortcomings surface when you show up short If I feel owed, I'll have to tail you to the ends of Earth I try to let things go, though, I've seen how they hold the hurt And it doesn't work, this the tip of 'bergs I've grown colder as the years have passed Bolder, but I'm not as brash Boulder, I'm no longer brass Bullish, when I torch her wax Bearish, when I see the cracks Bare my skin to feel the axe Fear of death, I've learned to lack Things I've done, I've earned the flak [Chorus] I had to sober up, 'cause I forgot what sober was I still love getting high, but more so I love getting funds Do you trust me, do you not? These petals turn to dust In time, but time is an illusion, and the petals, plucked And our time is up, what will be is the same as was Can't kill me in a way that does, only in the ways that don't Matter to me anymore, so detached from skin and bone When you leave, I'll lock the door, when, not if, that's how it goes [Verse 2] And I might lock the door, but you can always knock We can turn the page, but can't turn back the clock Some people caused me pain, but pain is how I'm taught So you can feel a way, but that's not what I want What would I want versus what I need Me versus me, my mimic tear falls down my cheek Don't have to speak, know what you think, tales for my shrink Back from the brink, bluffs calling me, just let it ring Gusts at my back, wind under wings, dove in my hand Two in the trees, shirt in the sand, heart on the sleeve And my blood on the leaves But there's no need to grieve No, there's no need to grieve
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- stone deluxe