Weclome Kïd

Welcome kid, welcome in, remember then It's almost been a year now, men

And it was almost evident (Welcome to the circus, kid)

Then again, that made me think of them again Hold my sin, I don't think they'll let me in

On a plane when the 11-hour EP happened, dang, what a shame

Situations as a gang come with tame thoughts Now he's out again, ego dyin' as I'm flyin

Mom would think my brain is fryin', I'd be lyin' If the three of you weren't flyin' with me

Even been a minute since I drank with Whitney Dark thoughts are with me, what has come of Tim

Stumblin' on himself just to run again, like Lost my wife, more of life in June

A month after your date, gone in spite Lost my appetite, family on the phone

Sis, said, it's another night, Luke was there and was right