BLISTERED FEET

Sitting here, wonder why so obnoxious
These jealous thoughts are subtle, creeping inside of my conscience
Just come and talk to me I wanna get rid of this nonsense
I just wanna be your friend but my words have no mileage
My words can’t do shit, cuz all you do is run and try to make a scene
Taking off my shoes to run faster, I blister up my feet
Hurt myself for you but you didn’t know what to do for me
You let go hella fast, and I fell right into a fucking dream

I fell into a dream
You remembered who I was and I can’t forget
I had fallen back to sleep
Sit outside your house, your touch was heaven sent
Now I’m driving past asking bout what the fuck is next
I had a box full of my stuff sitting on my steps
I guess you gave it back, that shit was just a fucking mess I...
Fuck

Yeah
Lord forgive me for my bad mouth
I’m just fucking tired of chasing her on this bad route
I try to catch up taking off my shoes but I just need to catch the cash route
Wasting all this time when I should go ahead and cash out
Batter out, guess I hit 3 strikes, been blocked 3 times
Seems like we just a memory and distant in the dream life
It’s dream time, sick of sitting and waiting for that, and seems like
You…
FUCK!