[Verse 1: Slur] I need some shots, place the order Bartender need a lineup, no barber Put my back against the wall and my guard up 'Member when when my moms had to be my father I caught up, not likin' my writin' this paper balled up I can hear the tears through the phone when I call her She know I'm on d**, doesn't mind that I'm high But I've lost sight of goals with my head up in the sky Tell me that I'm sick and I'll reply that I'm fine But I know you can see that vacant look up in my eye No, I'm not home at the moment Just to let you know I'm alone at my lowest Pushed away everyone I held closest My shoulder the coldest hope they don't notice All of the tears that I hold back Everyday I stay wishing that I could go back [Verse 2: Slur] I got goosebumps all over my skin Feel it in the air, where do I begin? These outsiders don't want me to win Never mind them greasers, they don't understand Cigarette breath mixed with the liquor stench Near the bottom of the bottle as I ponder my d**h One swig to the head, polish off what's left Just give me a sec, my thoughts are inept Nightmares, be inhabiting my mind I'm breaking out the philly 'bout to roll another dime I battle with addiction saying sorry to my moms Cause it ain't her fault that I'm trying to stay calm I fear, this the only way to see clear And make my bad thoughts disappear to thin air And all these tears, I'm trying to hold back Knowing that I can't go back