Miami Blues Lyrics

I need someone I could talk to at 3am

When the skies get dim and it's me and them

When my doubts over shadow what I see within

Those who know me know that that's an everyday event

Yea I come from the dirt we can pitch a tent

From the city where you spin when they get you bent

Taking penitentiary chances to pay the rent

Therapy is not a thing ain't nowhere to vent

I confide in the ones who switching sides on me

I got Rook out of some trouble and he lied on me

I'm to young to try to carry all this pride on me

17 and watching everyone collide on me

I thought I was done

I'm 33 and trouble follow every where I run

Been off probation 2 years but still scared to hit a blunt

My gun off safety baby I'm just waiting on the punt

Baby hold on

Yea I know it's late

I just need someone to talk about the shit I hate

All the shit I love and how I'm good at being great

And how I don't know if I got what it takes

And how I do my best when I'm looking like my worst

And I don't got a plan but somehow it always works

And I don't always talk to god but I put him first

And no I'm not where I should be but it could be worst