[Verse 1]
He sits in his chair
Every day and just stares
Outside his window to a world he can't reach
Writing sermons he can't preach
Main concern is that he'll teach
His sons what it means to never ever be a leech
Because he know what it feels like
Being so dependent yeah he knows it isn't real life
Almost tried to end it but his little sister ended
That notion
He stopped sippin the potion
Made himself a bucket list and sailed a couple oceans
Failed himself again and it was back to hittin roaches
Snorting it, shooting it, sparking up a joint
He said it was the only thing that kept his mind on point
So he ran outta time to ever rewrite that
In his heart he knew it shouldn't be like that
His little sister crying
He said that he would be right back
He said that he would be right back...
[Verse 2]
She never took time out of her day
To listen to what others had to say
Makin' six figures she thought she was okay
So she dedicated herself to just work and never play
Never prayed even one of the 5 times in the day
But she figured that she would be successful anyway
One day mom came to her and she asked her
Darling, I was at the mosque talking to the pastor
He said the hasn't seen you in a while whats going on
You're still keeping the faith in your heart, it isn't gone
She calmly sipped her coffee and thought up a good reply
Mother I could be religious up until the day I die
But work is something that a lot of people are denied
And here I am, my bank account never running dry
I can't have both now, so I'm choosing my career
If god wants to talk to me, let him know I'll be right here
Nightmare's a reality, this was a living Hell
And from her mother's eyes, a cascade of tears fell
[Verse 3]
And so I sit here, chronicling the lives
Of people so tragic tears fall from my eyes
Praying God can guide them, let them see the light instead
And the worst part, is though it comes from my head
Odds are these stories will come true
Will you let the next one be you?
Will you become my next verse 2?
Will you deny yourself the glory of your health
And put yourself through all of this shit too?
Don't spend it this way
If you don't want to end it this way
Don't spend it this way
If you don't want to end it this way
He sits in his chair
Every day and just stares
Outside his window to a world he can't reach
Writing sermons he can't preach
Main concern is that he'll teach
His sons what it means to never ever be a leech
Because he know what it feels like
Being so dependent yeah he knows it isn't real life
Almost tried to end it but his little sister ended
That notion
He stopped sippin the potion
Made himself a bucket list and sailed a couple oceans
Failed himself again and it was back to hittin roaches
Snorting it, shooting it, sparking up a joint
He said it was the only thing that kept his mind on point
So he ran outta time to ever rewrite that
In his heart he knew it shouldn't be like that
His little sister crying
He said that he would be right back
He said that he would be right back...
[Verse 2]
She never took time out of her day
To listen to what others had to say
Makin' six figures she thought she was okay
So she dedicated herself to just work and never play
Never prayed even one of the 5 times in the day
But she figured that she would be successful anyway
One day mom came to her and she asked her
Darling, I was at the mosque talking to the pastor
He said the hasn't seen you in a while whats going on
You're still keeping the faith in your heart, it isn't gone
She calmly sipped her coffee and thought up a good reply
Mother I could be religious up until the day I die
But work is something that a lot of people are denied
And here I am, my bank account never running dry
I can't have both now, so I'm choosing my career
If god wants to talk to me, let him know I'll be right here
Nightmare's a reality, this was a living Hell
And from her mother's eyes, a cascade of tears fell
[Verse 3]
And so I sit here, chronicling the lives
Of people so tragic tears fall from my eyes
Praying God can guide them, let them see the light instead
And the worst part, is though it comes from my head
Odds are these stories will come true
Will you let the next one be you?
Will you become my next verse 2?
Will you deny yourself the glory of your health
And put yourself through all of this shit too?
Don't spend it this way
If you don't want to end it this way
Don't spend it this way
If you don't want to end it this way
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