Fighting battles through and through
Yeah within I know It’s true
Can I firm It? Maybe younger….
Days when I was fricking two
Shoving up the chocolate wrapper
Up my nose thought was a rapper
At that I age I firmed It too
No excuses through and through
Somethings wrong…. I ain’t wrong
Atmosphere no longer strong
Kinda spooky now It’s bookie
Nights are getting kinda long
Cold Is coming Icy air
Creepy men are everywhere
Every centre of a town….
Garbage looking with their hair
What’s that smell? It’s something evil
Chains are locked see all the people
Looking tapped where Is their soul?
Can’t be Palmer they ain’t Cole
Looking lost ain’t got a clue
Only live once kinda true
Where they headed down to hell….
Sorry colour ain’t the blue
End Is near It’s getting closer
Bun the Tik Tok not a poser
God Is calling on the phone
So you know you’re not alone
Make the bread without a toaster
Life Is like a rollercoaster
Make decisions on your own
Need some help? I have a phone
Fighting battles through and through
Yeah within I know It’s true
Can I firm It? Maybe younger….
Days when I was fricking two
Shoving up the chocolate wrapper
Up my nose thought was a rapper
At that I age I firmed It too
No excuses through and through
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