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Eyes On Me

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Lyrics:

Neighbors fighting thru the walls, I can hear em/
Someone else had got involved and now it’s all a wash/
All that time is gone, disappear it all, cannot be resolved//
Then I, heard him just explain it all away/
Talking like it’s just another day/
Nah, I’d never do that to you bae/
It’s all in your head, this is so insane/
And the loud voices drift off and a lightswitch then flicks off//
Take my ear back from the thin wall til the next night when it kicks off//
When a pin falls I can hear not, when that whore comes I’m in earshot//
Then she peels off and the door locks, til his wife’s home then it’s gunshots//

The ups and the downs, the wrongs the rights/
I pray for that couple like every night/
I think of something I could say to his wife/
Or pull him aside, to give him advice/
I don’t/…
There’s milk in the coffee, there’s booze in the kitchen/
The neighbors are fighting, I don’t wanna listen/
They both go to sleep and I start reminiscing/
I made some decisions I don’t wanna own/
They make me a person I don’t wanna be/
I’m out of that prison and now that I’m grown/
This shit got me hurting, disturbing my peace/
I’m grabbing the bottle, I’m twisting the cap/
I dream of tomorrow and sip from the glass/
I’m watching a brother that slipped thru the cracks/
They live in the present, I’m stuck in the past/

You’re dealing with loss, there’s nothing to win/
You’re wearing a cross, it’s burning your skin/
You gotta move on, you let it dissolve/
You’re trapped in those walls, its all paper thin/
Missing back when I could hear em fight/
Thinking maybe he could make it right/
Prolly down another bottle, bitter pill to swallow when you sleep alone at night/
And it’s alright til it’s all wrong and it’s all fights til she moves on/
Hit the gin right til it’s midnight hit the bed right but it’s not warm/
No time to recover, you’re facing it now/
He’s calling your number, he’s pacing around/
He’s pouring another, he falls to the ground/
Neighbors knocking telling me to keep it down/

The Neighbors

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Lyrics and Vocals by DOC
Mixed and Mastered by Richard Patrick Davey (RPD)

Chorus:
I'm telling you
These ghosts never leave me alone
I mean, they stay a bit
They're camped outside of my home
They got signs and shit
How are they inside of my dome?
But I can hear them bitch,
On my lawn like a fucking gnome
Man, I'm wasted (x2)

Verse 1:
I got green
I mean the kind without a paper trail
Making up my mind
About the way I'm gonna turn the tales
Even if the ghosts don’t like the fact I never fail
It really doesn’t matter
They think this cracker’s hella stale

I’m vindictive,
Maybe I can change it
Probably I can’t though
'Cause I like the way that they hate it
It gives me some kinda fuel
That leads to subtle rages
But the truth is
We are not on the same pages

I’m passive when it’s needed
I don’t mind that
Gotta sit on my hands
When my time is coming behind wack

MCs picking the wrong line
sat with machetes in my bag
Time to teach my new version of tag, bitch

It goes: duck, duck...
Fuck, I got a slice in
There’s no goose on the loose
When I stick my knife in

There is no way you can fight
You missin' limbs, bro
Why you just a torso?
Why I hate you more so?

I’m breathin’ kinda funny
When I smoke right
Way too blazed
To take a stance against the no-minds

You take pills to kill the pain
I mainly roll mine
You headed to the shrink
I think I’m so fine

The world is fucked
That’s just the facts, so
Consider that the next time
You call me an asshole

I’m not lazy
'Cause I won’t get out my bathrobe
I just know none of this matters
So I laugh, bro

Chorus:
I'm telling you
These ghosts never leave me alone
I mean, they stay a bit
They're camped outside of my home
They got signs and shit
How are they inside of my dome?
But I can hear them bitch,
On my lawn like a fucking gnome
Man, I'm wasted (x2)

Verse 2:
I'm gonna try to remain cordial
But truth is foretold
Things are a little too fucked up
To not be paranormal

Hair is sticking up
On my neck, feels fucked
Don't they lick
The bottom of your feet when you sleep?

The voices are a little abrasive
The fights feel staged
It’s corrupt
And contagious

The price is steep
It’s your mental health
Plagued with poltergeists
That hijack your shit

Bro, I hate it!
There’s gotta be a better way
To do that

I feel about as useful
As a half-assembled shoe rack
A manic state of being
But being told I can’t do that

I just don’t fight at all
Like a fruit, I really bruise fast
These ghosts don’t know me well enough
To prove that

If they’re moving in,
Then rent gets paid
Bro, too bad

So go ahead and possess me
I’ll take back over and let these
Damn ghosts that won’t let me
Do my shit leave regretting

Chorus:
I'm telling you
These ghosts never leave me alone
I mean, they stay a bit
They're camped outside of my home
They got signs and shit
How are they inside of my dome?
But I can hear them bitch,
On my lawn like a fucking gnome
Man, I'm wasted (x2)

All Regrets for Collette

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