Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

A Brooklyn boy born and raised chopping lines

hey hey it’s my birthday

A toy I torched to tar pit flames a lock jaw night

hey hey its my birthday

Dead-end friends will make your stomach shake

While your hissing’ head

Barrels down that blackened lane

Alone at last to figure how you got this way

Alone at last to figure how you got this way

(Interlude)

Charcoal clouds spot and spray they kill the sun hey hey

hear its back break

So I can never tell night from day right from wrong hey hey

you’re my headache

A silver tongue amass your hungry hate while haggard heart

Whispers through it cracking cage

Still can change you have to know you still can change

I know I know but now I want to be this way

This was a choice this was never a mistake

This was never a mistake