Instrumental by SHAHATO / @shahato
Lyrics:
Dear diary, it’s been too long
Had nothing left so I left the songs
Dear diary, it’s been too long
It’s time to write to right these wrongs x 2
Here’s a lyric I scribbled real quick
What I think when I rock up and dip
Raised fist to the limpest wrist
And the tick and the tock of the clock got me twisted
Who am I? The sum of my memories?
Feels like I got the best of the better me
No kids ‘cause I’d be a bad father
Sabotage the love from my partners
So good that I started a fight
Been alone more than half of my life
In my room on my phone all Sunday
Cyndi’s wrong my Monday’s mundane
I’m manic when I’m sipping the drink
Tipping the bottle until I hear a clink
Underground still digging down
Surrounded by mounds till the treasure’s found
Dear diary, it’s been too long
Had nothing left so I left the songs
Dear diary, it’s been too long
It’s time to write to right these wrongs x 2
This nut wants to squirrel himself away
In a cave where the bears hibernate
In denial (the Nile) when I be fake
And I slither down the river like a sea snake
When am I ever going to be paid
I take deposit, Paypal or Bpay
Get so high I think the weed’s laced
Like my Vans but I’m gliding like seaplanes
Beat the beat in front of you
Like I’m Louis CK
I need more dollars and cents (sense)
If I want to so see change
Every time I stop I’m lost I stop doing this
Every time I’m lost I stop doing this
Every time I’m lost I stop doing this
Doing this, I’m lost I stop doing this
Dear diary, it’s been too long
Had nothing left so I left the songs
Dear diary, it’s been too long
It’s time to write to right these wrongs x 2