Lyrics for the homie-
My memory leaves me high and dry
I drown in an ocean of thought
I'll leave a kiss on your hand
Let go of the man that you think I could be
He watches behind and around the tree
I lay by the pond and the leaves,
Look up at the sky, what I see so sweet
The Sun and it's glare shining down on me
The same thing as before
I sit and pass alone
I lay and pass time
I bleed out on the floor.