Petty Song Volume II

The irony now that you're in a place
Running from the thing that made you feel safe
Never again will you feel off base
Given the chance, you be somebody someday

Substance abuse
Character building through misuse
I own all my mistakes
With them I'll be somebody someday

Trauma got a bitter after taste
And sadness is familiar from the salt to the paste
I cover myself with existence
Embedded in suffering and pessimism

Substance abuse
Character building through misuse
I own all my mistakes
With them I'll be somebody someday
Someday I’ll be somebody someday

I don't want to be sad
I want to be whole
I am not scared
I just don't know the ropes
Somebody help me be somebody
The freedom to choose
Twists you up and gets you confused
My father I’m sorry without direction
I learn nothing and I’m just okay with stumbling

Substance abuse
Character building through misuse
I own all my mistakes
With them I'll be somebody someday
Someday I’ll be somebody someday

Somebody Someday

Gonna be a secret of the underground
My name doesn't have letters just sounds
An act of night, I'm drunk and wet
Out into the rain I step
 
Betty and Stella are always around
Other girls take their place before they are found
Dusty dirty in a closet where
I keep trinkets of my childhood
 
I'm just biding my time
Born without reason, I write my own rhyme
With nothing but my father's name
My scars make up my fame
 
I just do what I want
My ego is nothing but a fault
I don't pretend to be good
Your definition of bad is skewed and wrong
You'll rue the day you met me
Sick reminder of society
How it fails to nurture the strong and just strokes its oppressed

Underground Secret (rough mix)

No more friends
No more weight
Tension-less anxious free
No one has come to save me

Stuck in iv’s
And monitors
Oxygen i must breath
Wheeled to the
Fluorescent lights
Is this really
Freedom

No more friends
No more weight
Tension-less anxious free
No one has come to save me

Driven to the house
Of cashews
Where we all drink ice water
And healthy meals
What it is this apathy

Why is this no longer me
What am I after
Why did I need to live through this

No more friends
No more weight
Tension-less anxious free
No one has come to save me

All I gotta do is think it out
All I gotta be proud of is myself
Got Betty and some shiny new strings

I can’t slit these wrists
Till I work these ligaments

I can’t slit these wrists
Till I work these ligaments
I can’t slit these wrists
Till I work these ligaments

No more friends
Tension free
No more me
No one has come to save me

Wrists, Ligaments

A birthday present to the mother of my child with all the love I have for her...also this was written three years ago and I feel bad just now releasing it but whatever, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MA!!!

LYRICS:
I'm a sparrow with oil stains
Me llamo DRUNK MONEY and I embody pain
I wanted to see the world
That became all about you girl
So solipsistic
But now suffering just ain't for me

Our love unfurled
We had all the time girl
We took the fast pass
To lifelong commitment
You gave me a girl
My lovely baby doll
My poppy seed
I am here for you and me

Hand in hand we
Bind in secrecy
Holds we share shall
Sign our fate to we

Now hand in hand
We quickly plan
The future of our partnership
So many dreams, you are perfect for me
Our little family
My lovely ladies
This is the dream hand in hand
Forward Into uncertainty

Hand in hand we
Bind in secrecy
Holds we share shall
Sign our fate to we

Hand in hand we
Bind in secrecy
Holds we share shall
Sign our fate to we

I never expected this
But the love from your kiss
Is truly bliss
We cannot be apart
Apart for much longer
The further I fall

Baby girl I need you
My little mama too
I was so afraid
But now I can't explain my heartache when you're away

I really miss you
I long to be with you
I truly love you
We will always make it

This is a love song to profess
This is a declaration, an ode to our success
We are one together
Forever together, death is not our end

Wrists, Ligaments

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