Rotting

well we've been f**king hibernating,

all these years, just stagnant, waiting

I watched you sleeping, wondering

are you dreaming like me?

we can be safe from reality

if we haint it while it sleeps

We can escape this quarantine,

rotting away our dreams.

Rotting Away!

Buy a quart pass it back and forth

rotting, rotting

You're so far from the street's sound

imprisoned by your thoughts,

your crazy life is wearing thin

I'm waiting in the lost and found

crooning on your front porch

on the outside looking in

rotting, rotting, rotting away

rotting, rotting, rotting away

there's passion in the alleys tonight

you help me dread the morning light

there's inspiration for a wayward soul,

and i'm ready to let go...