Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
A Brooklyn boy born and raised chopping lines
hey hey its 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
youre 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