Soul Alive

6/29/22 Wars suck Often unfair instead of more just Through problems can't always take a shortcut If it serves no benefit, it's not worth much For what? I don't need to ride any tour bus I was down to less than four bucks Everyday I'm torn and stuck Eventually the door shuts That's it, should've always trusted your gut Another night I smoke and pour up Getting closer toward a rush Yet this pattern I'm getting bored of I just wanted more love Before I turn to mortal dust An occasional tick bite Rarely has it all been nice It's life Looking at it with insight At midnight Got to get s*** right Otherwise I'm on thin ice Does no good to sit tight Staying in the dark instead of where it transmits light I don't need to drone and whine My soul alive Got to hold the line Original not a prototype I had to roll the dice Then broke the ice In order to be bonafide I need no disguise Why does there always got to be shots fired? Endless gossip or mouths shut and jaws wired From the same shenanigans mom's tire Close and far from fences made of wrought iron My soul always on fire It's been a long day, I'm dog tired