My Old City

[Verse 1]
If I see you down the road getting plastered
I’ll tell you you’re a prick
I’ll tell you you’re a fuck
If you see me standing here with my cellphone
Don’t try to talk to me
I’ll tell you to get fucked
There’s a candle in my room that never goes out
I know it wants to
God knows it wants to
I’ve been dead for seven years and I can’t stand it
All my fake friends
My Mercedes Benz

[Chorus]
My old city wasn’t see-through
There was violence and girls I couldn’t talk to
My old life it was better
Call me crass but hereafter I get underwhelmed a lot

[Verse 2]
I’ve been sitting here all night and I’m too bored
With my cigarette
With my pet pig
Having everything I want gets so stale
Like some old bread
Like a bad baguette
If my mom were here, she’d tell me I’d be fine
With some good rest
I’ll be in proper health
Haven’t slept since the day I went running
That pickup truck
Had a nasty grin

[Chorus]
My old city wasn’t see-through
There was violence and girls I couldn’t talk to
My old life it was louder
I was crazed but these days I’m just a coward

[Bridge]
When I was granted Chips Ahoy
I felt a pang of joy and
When I thought I lost my shit
I felt at least annoyed and
When I fought my fights with you
I felt at least cathartic
And when I lost my life I know
I can’t even imagine

[Outro]
My old city wasn’t see through
There was violence and girls I couldn’t talk to
My old life it was better
Call me crasser hereaft… call me a thorn in the grass, oh and
My position is stale
There’s no wind and no need to raise a sail
My old vision is clouded
Now I’m pissed and now I’m missing what… I used to wish I was