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I'm not crying it's just water in my eyes
I'm not lying Just trying not to cry
nothings wrong I get sad sometimes
feeling lows need the highs
grab my notebook when I rise
cross some T's dot some I's
no blank sheets no surprise
wish it snowed just to feel the cold
need to chill and rest my soul
from this ss... searing heat
hot coals underneath my feet
it's Saturday almost Sunday
back to Monday in a blink
not much time to think
thoughts on hold let my mind go
free to wonder I think I ponder
I hear thunder it's not raining
is that a thing I'm not sure
no memory of it happening before
like phantoms on the water
ghost ship sailing without
a captain or crew on board
will it ever make it to shore
one foot on the couch
the other on the floor
uncomfortable seat
like sitting on concrete
I hear the whistle blowing
is the train coming or going
where will it stop IDK
depends on what's the load
contraband, contraband
some ones missing
count your mans
outside of the Nightstand
cup in hand flowing with my peeps
