Sorrows... Lyrics

We always lose weight

But never discuss the impatience

Ran and grabbed a skeleton bone

Fresh from that basement

In Do Yew Remember?

Hella Meta

Better let me explain

From the Retina of a Meddler

Insane

I almost lost everything

With Nathan to gain

But I'm solid as ever

Word to the clouds of Taylor Rainn

You see me, G3

Keepin' it three piece

Basically Causally and getting beastly

Bloody Roar from the Console

No longer a conned soul

Roaming to the bottom

Of the barrel, Roscoe

Chicken and Waffles

Damn near falleled

The idea of us finally being

Gawds of the Themes

Almost cost us the dream

And ain't nobody

Gonna stop us winning

With the team

But we ain't never stepping

To the drum of the war

We only go to peace

And account for offshore

Overseas

Notoriety of investments

So much for the Angels

That they would see the bread

And count the blessings

And take a percentage of tithes

Baby from the drive

Snoop around the Doc

And let you ride

Finally back in my right mind

In the sky with

Constellations gleaming through the pipeline

Hustler in my own right

But should've never gambled

With the churches money

I was going Insane Clown Posse, Dummy

I never

Meant for pain, nor the disdain

My intentions was never

Meant to be a shame

I'm making it right

So I'll stay and fight

Until we shine from the necks

On the greatest Knights, One