https://soundcloud.com/roach-badweather/f-d-b
the song's already complete, but this is just a snippet from a version that wasn't complete
lyrics:
soon as i walk in the place
everybody stops, and gawks at my face
dirty as mud, i'm washing the stains
no smart comment that i'm not gonna make
finding needles and sharps
no people involved, just me and my balls
critiquing with snarls,
sometimes, i swear to god, it feels like i'm just leaving tomorrow
but i got bills to pay,
and last time i checked i liked the meal i ate
for real it's fate. dealing with a familiar place
after like a million days
but the skills it takes, to pill a face
of a cat, that's trying to bite you
like full on fight you
'cause you're trying to give him meds but he doesn't like you?
no way, it's not play time
that's me getting "paid time"
and it honestly seems the respect for me is lower than this bass line
so that's minimal face time,
with anybody of importance
i'm gettin' up in the mornin
at the edge of my bed
praying for the day to be borin'