Brendan Welch - Odds lyrics

[Verse 1: Drapht] Not taking calls today Should I let nature take it's course, yeah of course I wanna stay another day But another course of chemo is underway Most days I feel it's k**ing me instead of healing me Yeah, and what would I know Looking what I've done to me, searching for comfort in sourthern comfort and My shirt's covered in that red wine Self induced bed time, days of Lazy Grey and Len One Yo, is this the final come down From years of drug abuse anf hanging round the wrong crowd I got a son now that I love to d**h And his mother I still love her too, put her through so much stress Go—d let my sins wash away Washed up in this hospice, I found you but I lost my faith I found Rob but at what cost, what a f**ing waste Sorry God I'm in a lot of pain From these tumours in my front and back Yo, while my son is running laps around my bed d**h is like a lumberjack with axe up to my legs I'm waking up with Dracula on my wrist Take my blood, run these tests They say take these d**, forget about this It's all about my son and watching him grow I tell him that I'll be there but everybody knows They know that [Hook: Brendan Welch] Odds aren't In my favour In my favour In my favour Odds aren't In my favour In my favour In my favour [Verse 2: Drapht] I still feel okay mentally Just don't understand why they all wanna be friends with me now though The shows can't go no more 'Cause they don't respect my comfort zone and I'm photobombed And before this, before I was sick You even give a sh**? Bet I was up in your hated list Daz and Layla are my real, I love them The other day Layla came and brought me soup, it was so mad Dazza brought the MPC And I got a track with OPT, Draphto, Mortar and me You see I'm still writing everyday in here Working on kings collide with friends up in Australia The Hoods are up in here, I'm proud to call 'em fam I've been to every show, friends but I'm a bigger fan Damn, crew are doing dry july because of me Hope they didn't read the rant on Twitter when I was on morphine Ouch, I've been through couch to couch In this corridor it's impossible to get comfortable, and now It's f**ing midnight in this hospice Leaving here alive is like spotting the Loch Ness Monster up in Scotland It's a wives-tale, it happens but not that often Is it too late to pray for life and read the Gospel? SBX, YCK with Marley Bear I trust you If I don't wake tonight, always know I love you [Pre-Hook: Brendan Welch] Odds aren't In my [?] In my favour Odds aren't In my [?] In my favour [Hook: Brendan Welch] Odds aren't In my favour In my favour In my favour Odds aren't In my favour In my favour In my favour Odds aren't In my favour In my favour In my favour Odds aren't In my favour In my favour In my favour