Joey Nunz - Weeping (So I Smile)



Verse 1:

Yuh
And my momma's weeping in the living room
Never knew my pops
He just resurrected up out the tomb
My only escape
Was not safe
Inside of my darkened room
Watching Spirited Away
"It's okay" I said "It'll be over soon"

Thinking back to the time
Let me press rewind
When I really didn't give a fuck
About a time and a place
Or that life is a race
And mostly everything is luck
Kind of car do you want?
Kind of phone do you own?
No, I really didn't have much
About a quarter and a buck
All my friends had fun
But, this life has never been enough

And my momma weeping
She a widow
As I'm in my room
And think about life outside my window
That glass pane
Replaced pain
Not a riddle
This the life that I asked for
Since I was fucking little
Now my momma's weeping because I'm dying soon
Replaced the drawers and shits and shit
Inside my fucking room
Outside the window
Looking in
Like its a fucking tomb
Where were you at bruh?
When both your sibling has started school?

There ain't no asking price for toll on life
The absence of one created potions
That motioned light
Notice the notions
I'm noting
Like nothing
With the knife
I'm feeling sick and so grimy
I'm tired of this fight

And my momma's weeping in the living room
Never knew my pops
He just resurrected up out the tomb
My only escape
Was not safe
Inside my darkened room
Down on my knees to pray
"Its okay" I said "It'll be over soon"
Thinking back to the time
Let me press rewind
When I didn't really give a fuck
About a time and place
Or that life is a race
And mostly everything is luck
Kind of car do you want?
Kind of phone do you own?
No, I never really had much
About a quarter and a buck
All my friends had fun
But this life has never been enough

And my momma's weeping
She's a widow
As I'm in my room
And think about life outside my window
That glass pain replaced pane
Not a riddle
This the life
I been living
Since I was fucking little

Now my momma's weeping cause I'm dying soon
Replaced the drawers and sheets and shit
Inside my fucking room
Outside the window
Looking in
Like its a fucking tomb
Knocking on the glass
It's in the past
I'm probably doomed
There ain't no asking price for toll on life
The absence of one
Created potions that motioned light
We need the Water of Wonderment
When we love our wives
I'm feeling sick and so grimy
I'm tired of this fight

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