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10th Ave.

de K.Flay

Woke up, everything was going right till it wasn’t
Clumsy spill my guts, brain works just fine till it doesn’t
What constitutes enough, wanna get my mind straight buzzing
Life’s like extra tough when you don’t got time or a husband
Mostly sober days but I get real baked on occasion
Breakfast poker raise I’ll see your eggs a side of bacon

Find me on my face, a load of fiction is what I'm taking
I mean honestly would you like me more draped in an apron
Hauling all my shit down 10th ave in a roller bag
Following the good times how can you say no to that
Taking all my troubles pack 'em in a soda can
Caring what some prick thinks homie I am over that

My mother says I'm gonna be great someday
But come to think of it I would rather bide my time and waste away
Hibernate, wish I believed in God it’d sure be nice to pray
Suddenly it’s my fucking job to bullshit on the mic all day
And I'm no Kanye Barry Bonds only hits
I am making are ones on a bong

But not for too long, rather be drunk
With the meaning of life on the tip of my tongue
Further than gone, dropped the baton
Burning my bra in a pile of chiffon
Who do I love? Well not anyone
Take my hot dog on a poppy seed bun

Frightened 'cause I got a lot of people counting on me
And I'm talking like an asshole, walking like a zombie
See I heard a bunch of jokes, but I couldn’t find them funny
Now I'm hanging by a thread of an untied bungee
Real sunny well I'm kinda like the opposite of that
I'm always good, but it’d be nice to have the option to be bad

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