This is a FIRST DRAFT. Title, cover art, instrumentals, and some lyrics will be changed in the future.
Music: "Freedom" by Pacific Guitars

Lyrics:
I lay awake at night in an empty bed.
Just trying to empty my head.
Thinking too much made me lose a friend.
I should have known what should have been left unsaid.
Now I lay awake at night with an empty chest.
Just trying to do my best
to understand what’s the cause of this distress.
All alone is what I need right now,
so I’ll stay awake at night in this empty house. 
No doubt 
that in the stillness
I dig myself out.
Reset mindset.
Om.
I meditate at night in my empty home. 
Each day I grow.
Crazy how now I like being alone.
Moonrise above my head
while I lay awake at night in my empty bed. 

Just trying to empty my head.
Thinking too much made me lose my friend.
I should have known what should have been left unsaid.
Now I lay awake at night with this empty chest.
Just trying to do my best
to understand why I feel this distress.
All alone is what I need right now,
so I stay awake at night in this empty house.
No doubt 
that in the stillness
I dig myself out.
Reset mindset.
Om.
I meditate at night in my empty home.
Each day I grow.
Crazy how now I like being alone.
Starry skies above my head
while I lay awake at night in my empty bed.

Just trying to empty my head.
Thinking too much made me lose my friend.
I should have known what should have been left unsaid.
Now I lay awake at night with an empty chest.
Just trying to do my best
to understand how to cure this distress.
All alone is what I need right now,
so I stay away at night in this empty house.
No doubt 
that in the stillness
I dig myself out.
Reset mindset.
Om.
I meditate at night in my empty home.
Each day I grow.
Crazy how now I like being alone.
Shooting stars above my head
while I lay awake at night in my empty bed.

I lay awake at night in my empty bed.

I fall asleep each night in my empty bed.

This is a **Rough Draft** that will be revised and reposted in the future.

Lyrics - 

I know where he went,
and I know what he got there,
and I know how he got it,
'cause I know who he got it from.
 
I know where she went,
and I know what she got there,
and I know how she got it,
'cause I know who she got it from.
 
I know where you went,
and I know what you got there,
and I know how you got it,
'cause I’m the one you got it from.
 
I may have been born aristocratic,
but my life’s been pretty tragic.
Got a ghost named December,
and I keep him in the attic.
That day was fucking graphic! 
Got that smell stuck in my nose.
Standing doused in gasoline, 
he struck the match, and let it go.
My family pitied me for years.
Tryna understand my fears,
thinking all those drugs I took
were just to soak up all my tears,
but I was dancing in the rain;
maybe ruining my brain,
but nothing felt better 
than destroying all my pain.
 
I know where you went,
and I know what you got there,
and I know how you got it,
'cause I know who you got it from.
 
I know where you went,
and I know what you got there,
and I know how you got it,
'cause I know who you got it from.
 
Walking back from the fairgrounds
buying skunk weed by your parents' house.
Everyone’s a fiend at the playground - 
trading pills like they’re Pokémon cards, 
barred out, and collecting scars up their arms
while getting driven home 
in the back of a cop car.
Lights flash through the window 
where your parents are sleeping.
They never heard you sneaking 
out the side door 
sometime around 2:24 in the morning;
just when life got boring.
Couldn’t go to sleep 
hearing snores through the floorboards.
Couldn’t go to sleep
with these wolves at the door.
 
I’ve seen fire and rain.
We get higher to numb the pain.
 
Walking back from the fairgrounds
selling scripts that you stole from your parents' house.
All my friends are gone off the Xans, Fent and Oxycontin. 
Skin blue like Valium 
consumed in the bathroom 
with lean in your fruit juice.
 
Next week Imma die
on the streets of New York City
from a heart attack.
Like a subway rat, I’m starving!
But where’s the Big Red Apple at?
I got a feeling I’ll be found by an alley cat
who won’t be feeding on my bones 
'cause I don’t got the fat.
Yeah, I don’t got the cash,
and I don’t got the self-esteem 
to make a smile last.
I’m just a piece of glass.
Got a couple hundred miles
'til I finally crash.
Just let me dine and dash.
Burying my head   
into the sand of the hourglass,
'cause I can’t stand to watch the hours pass.
 
I know where they went,
and I know what they got there,
and I know how they got it,
'cause I know who they are!
 
And then it dawned on me!
Am I asleep, or am I dead?
I’ve been walking on this planet 
hearing voices in my head.
They’ve been talking shit 
in ultraviolet all the way to infrared,
circulating, animating
all the things that I have said.
 
Snitches taking pictures of me
from across the street,
so I got myself a day job
so I could do some laundry.
Just tryna kill this boredom.
I don’t spit these lines, I snort 'em.
Never quit when I fall short.
Bro, I do this shit for sport!
 
I know where to go, 
and I know what to get there,
and I know how to get it,
'cause I know who to get it from.
 
I know where to go,
and I know what to get there,
and I know how to get it,
'cause I’m the one who gets it done.

Rock Bottom's Up!

Lyrics: A collection of two original poems.


Cuttyhunk - 

We may have something 
we can't replace.
There is an energy 
present like a warm embrace.
I cannot hear you, 
but I still can see your face.
All of these memories; 
they could never be erased.


Rising Sun - 

Salt water on my tongue 
like the ocean between you and I.
I hide my eyes 
from the Rising Sun's bright light.
Blinded by a beating heart - 
red and white,
but you're the one 
who saw the stars last night.

Anomaly