Verse 1
Stuck in the past
One of the last
One of the few to be late to the nest
Trapped in the back
Lost in a pack
Empty the pockets to show all the crack
Wrote my first bars out with mom
Had an angry message that set the bomb
Off the rails to no man's land
Now I got myself into the bend
Looking back at the days when I’m vaping
Looking back at the days when I’m drinking
Looking back at the days when I’m smoking all that bud that grew from linking
Pack the pipe like a devilish man
Drink like no tomorrow man
Vape it like a god because it’s not a cancer stick with tar
Attention getting very stressful
Then there’s a fortune claimed at the end of the gold
Getting sick of it all and getting too full
To find it, claim it, and then I fold
Some think I suck cause they know I’m sober
Can’t go home and look in the mirror
See no reflection just the wall
Behind that wall is where I’m meant to fall
Running out by the city limits
To stop and get stuck inside those divots
Fall to death where the flames all burn
And melt away like a parent in mourn
They said Soul you need to get in with the times
But dude I’m stuck outside with all the mimes
Can’t take it so serious with all the mushing
To go back inside and find that it’s crushing
Verse 2
Need me some time to get ready
But time is no longer steady
So instead I just go in rock-steady
Even though it’s already unsteady
I could’ve just hung it all up
And poured it all into the cup
Instead tried to learn to buildup
So I could be down to get up
Losing track of time
Need to go and chime
Missed it in my prime
Now it’s in pastime
I’m looking like the seed
Got planted through the greed
Now I got up agreed
That this I didn’t need
I’ve been through all the pain in drinks
And saw it all from many blinks
I’ve smoked that green stuff in the air
And saw what wasn’t there for care
I hit the pack with the itch
I went to class with the glitch
I saw the things that made me wrong
And when into the room so strong
I caught myself the virus
But thankful for no gyrus
I’m just stuck locked away
Now inside of me is grey
I laid around with guilty thoughts
And that’s where I connected dots
But something up there shifted gears
Looked at my past and said good cheers
Stuck in the past
One of the last
One of the few to be late to the nest
Trapped in the back
Lost in a pack
Empty the pockets to show all the crack
Wrote my first bars out with mom
Had an angry message that set the bomb
Off the rails to no man's land
Now I got myself into the bend
Looking back at the days when I’m vaping
Looking back at the days when I’m drinking
Looking back at the days when I’m smoking all that bud that grew from linking
Pack the pipe like a devilish man
Drink like no tomorrow man
Vape it like a god because it’s not a cancer stick with tar
Attention getting very stressful
Then there’s a fortune claimed at the end of the gold
Getting sick of it all and getting too full
To find it, claim it, and then I fold
Some think I suck cause they know I’m sober
Can’t go home and look in the mirror
See no reflection just the wall
Behind that wall is where I’m meant to fall
Running out by the city limits
To stop and get stuck inside those divots
Fall to death where the flames all burn
And melt away like a parent in mourn
They said Soul you need to get in with the times
But dude I’m stuck outside with all the mimes
Can’t take it so serious with all the mushing
To go back inside and find that it’s crushing
Verse 2
Need me some time to get ready
But time is no longer steady
So instead I just go in rock-steady
Even though it’s already unsteady
I could’ve just hung it all up
And poured it all into the cup
Instead tried to learn to buildup
So I could be down to get up
Losing track of time
Need to go and chime
Missed it in my prime
Now it’s in pastime
I’m looking like the seed
Got planted through the greed
Now I got up agreed
That this I didn’t need
I’ve been through all the pain in drinks
And saw it all from many blinks
I’ve smoked that green stuff in the air
And saw what wasn’t there for care
I hit the pack with the itch
I went to class with the glitch
I saw the things that made me wrong
And when into the room so strong
I caught myself the virus
But thankful for no gyrus
I’m just stuck locked away
Now inside of me is grey
I laid around with guilty thoughts
And that’s where I connected dots
But something up there shifted gears
Looked at my past and said good cheers
( Young Soul (Quinn McDonald) )
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