YET2ARRIVE (2018) (Remaster) Lyrics

'Cause I don't ever wanna see another syringe

Am I becoming just another door off of a tinge

Is my time coming sooner, should I just get to living

I don't know anymore, in confusion I swim (Drowned)

I know what to do, man, I gotta get to Portland

Push off of the shore, and make arrangements with four men

My father, my brother, and two of my best friends

We'll tackle this affliction, then we'll drown it in bad Gin

This is what I gotta do, get me to Oregon

Plunge into the ocean, man, I'll swim till I grow fins

Let my skin prune until my insides are aching

Can't they do it anyways, and that's why I stay thin

All I ever wanted was to make it home

And now I can't even call you on the phone

At night I contemplate how I'll continue my life

But Portland's always waiting, I've just yet to arrive

The ink upon my hand says I shouldn't be alive

So every year henceforth for Michael I will cry

And for Danny and Devin, I know that they're safe up in heaven

Or whatever higher plane that exists, completed by sevens

With luck and pluck, the sword that Jonathan wields

With which Dio had been struck

A lady speed stick And a bar of Irish spring,

The life that I've been leading is a truly curious thing,

KDHX been keeping filled my mental plate

And they've helped me to achieve an elevated rhyme state

I'm demented, my bottle sports a Ryu

But where the fuck is Ken in

It's kinda funny though, cause life'll keep it with Hadouken

Caged for 48 because the Christian gotta fight

It's astounding, the strides that people take to fucking lie

But hey, I ain't a saint, I used to plunder, lie and cheat

The time has finally come for me to get back on my feet

And rise again, like the beaten phoenix

The view from here is scenic

Nobody will ever take from me the shit I've seen, 'cause

All I ever wanted was to make it home

Now I can't even call you on the phone

Not a constant player, I'll continue my life

But Portland's always waiting, I've just yet to arrive, yo

All I ever wanted was to make it home

But now I can't even call you on the phone

At night I'll contemplate how I'll continue my life

Portland's always waiting, I've just yet to arrive

All I ever wanted was to make it home

And now I can't even call you on the phone

At night I'll contemplate how I'll continue my life

But Portland's always waiting, time just yet to arrive