Troy Junker - Hangin' With My Thoughts lyrics

Hangin' With My Thoughts [Chorus: Troy Junker] I been walking on sharp gla**; I need one more step Is the right path the right path? Or should I just go left? I'm just hangin' in the dark man, I'm just hangin' in the dark I'm just hangin' with my thoughts man, I'm just hangin' with my thoughts [Verse 1: Troy Junker] I smile large at my mama and large at my father Are you like me do you believe in karma? Yeah I'm aiming for the green Arnold Palmer I mean I feel it in my spleen Peter Parker My homie want me to make something to turn up to I just want to make something the boy could burn up to That's all I need when I'm all alone I mean my friends are all with me but they're constantly always on their phones And I'm looking for a piece of mind And it may sound easy to you but to me it's hard to find I'm out of gin, now I'm onto my lady's wine I find when I find the time, I can't find a dime and vice versa Can you feel me like brail homie? Second guessing what the devil sold me I fell in love with writing poems, I never felt at home These friends turn to foes and the lovers come and go, come and go [Chorus: Troy Junker] I been walking on sharp gla**; I need one more step Is the right path the right path? Or should I just go left? I'm just hangin' in the dark man, I'm just hangin' in the dark I'm just hangin' with my thoughts man, I'm just hangin' with my thoughts [Verse 2: Troy Junker] I'm just speaking, I'm not a preacher I got no stripes, I'm not a zebra I just want my slice from the pizza If I was pony boy, they'd label me a greaser Will I go wide awake as I lay in my bed? Will god let me in the gates or leave me on the steps? I've always tried to live my life with no regrets But that's all I seem to get other than debt, other than debt I been chasing time and chasing lights And I been drinking joe ignoring sleep and living nights You look surprised, just to live you got to pay the price And I won't lie, some days are horrible, some days alright I'm painting memories I wish the paint would dry soon So I could get a couple bottles from the drive through I know this sh** is going to k** me like the swine flu And everybody seems to trip in their tied shoes, their ties shoes homie [Chorus: Troy Junker] I been walking on sharp gla**; I need one more step Is the right path the right path? Or should I just go left? I'm just hanging in the dark man, I'm just hangin in the dark I'm just hangin' with my thoughts man, I'm just hangin' with my thoughts