Less Unsettled Lyrics

We set out, on a path
Those that passed, make me think
All we've lost, at what a cost
Friends that's gone, makes me weak

In the weak
In the weeks gone
In the weak
In the weeks
In the weeks, going home

Played on the floor, Played in the church, played in streets
Played in the doors, played in the creeks, played in the war
Between death and childhood
Walking through my minds hood, family thinking it's all good
But they'll never understand a man
Who was once a child, now at a loss to smile
In the eyes of an angel, tangled
Goodie said, there's no obtuse
There's no truth, just war

I came up with schwag blunts and battle raps
My words were my armor, and my words a mask
From my tragic lapse, afraid of my own hand
With no idea, why the young gods have to die
Inhale exhale on the Life Side
Dreaming of time where we all got high
Smoky-eyed teenagers in the backwoods with backpacks
Stacked full of mixtapes, linger when the strangers pass
Gas Face, blast from the past, tenth grade
We out by the shore throwing rocks to the storm
Like pine needles and blind seagulls
We all resign to the ground
Looking towards an infinite sky
Looking towards the end and I've tried
Dreaming of a place where we all could fly
Free as the birds that circle me in my sleep
And hush the nightmares cuz this worlds playing for keeps

Slept on the benches, slept in the hallways
Slept under bridges in Salem heat waves Woke up on the porch to watch the sun change
Sunrise, sun rays, one blind Monday
Life turned simple now, mundane
Hair once pepper, now salt grey
Salt water cleans the wound
But the scar stays
Stitching up the pieces while the song plays

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We set out
(stitching up the pieces while the song plays)
On a path
Those that passed
(stitching up the pieces while the song plays)
Make me think
All we've lost, at what a cost
Friends that's gone
(stitching up the pieces while the song plays)
Makes me weak

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We lost Eric then we lost Jim
Remember hearing Elevators as they walked him
Me and you and your mama and the church moved
Staring after silent, Why's it him and not you?

What a friend shouldn't do
Passed a quart of sadness round the table with you
Addicted in my youth, but they're tabling you
Always knew I was more unstable than you

Now and then I hear voices in the crash
And all the waves, seems lonely, how we made it past
And nothing soothes the pain of truth when I sleep
For reasons unsaid, this world's playing for keeps

And life seems simple now, mundane
Hair once pepper, now salt gray
Saltwater cleans the wound but the scar stays
Stitching up the pieces while the song plays

In the weak
In the weak
In the weeks gone

In the weak
In the weak
In the weeks, going home

Going home
Going home

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