While the rain drops lyrics

These days waking up is getting hard now

I knock the jack back

I pick up what I put down

Bad habits comin' round like they're ancient

It's no surprise that I'm gunna need a rain check

Not goin' out like I don't make anymore plans

Sitting in my room, staring at the ceiling fan

Wait, who's your mans?

Guess I forgot to ask that

You haunt my dreams, I can see you in my flashbacks

I fill my brain with whatever I can find

I'm self defeating

Always wasting all my time

Got a 9 to my head, but I swear I'm fine

I'm unattached from the little that I call mine

I'm unnatentive to these bitches like I go to class

Reach for the holster, load it up, and then I cock back

Up to my dome, running frantic like my last lap

Fill the spaces with distractions

Cause you know I'm bouta snap

Like the led on my pencil when I try and write

I smoke a blunt, then I'm sleepin' for the whole night

I didn't answer cause I'm busy talkin' to the knife

Throwin' shade like we forgot about the sun light

Sometimes it's hard to fight back

Wake up around noon

Stuck in bed while I smoke the sack

Black fingernails creeping down to your body

Always fucking up like it's way more than a hobby

Fiendin' for some love, so I'll take what I can get

Nothing's ev-er enough, death would be the safest bet

Got ashes on my clothes cause everything about me’s gross

You said I always did the least but bitch I always do the most

People fade away like ghosts, I guess it's for the better

Loving at what cost, feel closer with the reaper

When I see her it's like all time stops

Cause I'm asleep, while the fucking rain drops

Smoking packs while I'm alone

I write these songs and hate myself

This alcohol straight to my dome

And I don't pace myself

Fuck a chaser

All I chase are these illusions

Happiness, a fallacy

I've come to the conclusion

These days waking up is getting hard now

I knock the jack back

I pick up what I put down

Bad habits comin' round like they're ancient

It's no surprise that I'm gunna need a rain check

I fill my brain with whatever I can find

I'm self defeating

Always wasting all my time

Got a 9 to my head, but I swear I'm fine

I'm unattached from the little that I call mine

• Artist:yesterday
• Album:Burden boy (2017)