Song3 - Abhi The Nomad, Foster

I’ve got to shape up

My friends will put on make up

We all are looking pretty

The other boys will crave us (yeah they will)

Hats off to the drunk girls dancing

Class off on a Thursday midnight

Hands soft from the overdrinking

Tank top and I finish off Bud Light

That mean I been cased in the center I’m fine

Cases of alcohol define that place where I find

Peace in the world where the girls all talk about nothing that’s fine

Yeah I be talking about nothing that’s fine

I don’t wanna speak to your feeble mind

And people find

That meaning in things so little that I don’t really want in my life

I stay real thin throwing up

Every night I’m growing up

Just leave me be so I be me and you be you

And we believe that

I will drink up anything and I’ll drown myself

The night that I don’t remember

I will breathe through everything and I’ll choke myself

The carbon gas is my contender

Let’s do a kegstand

And all my exes I will text them

And every second’s like the next one

Waiting for somebody else dressed up yeah dressed up

I need to get my head checked, a room full of bitches is so empty/ everybody

blends, huh, everybody’s tense, and everyone is the same, same, same/ lookin

for someone to bang, bang, bang/ uh brains filled with substance/ pockets of

lint, one cent, and my brains spilled on Jessica’s tongue, um, my brains filled

with fuck it/ ya, ya, ya, what you say, say, say/ uh, blah, blah, blah,

I need a paid vacation/ mainly because I don’t even know where I’m at/ the

walls are melting, I don’t even where I land/ wake up in the midst of a crowd,

with a fist full of loud, and some shades over my eyes, uh/ mainly because I

don’t even where I stand/ so tall and healthy, I don’t even know where I crash/

wake up in the midst of a crowd, with a fist full of loud, and some shades over

my eyes, uh/

And I’ll drink up anything and I’ll drown myself

The night that I don’t remember

And I’ll breathe through everything and I’ll choke myself

The carbon gas my contender

Ohh

Yeah, my contender

Ohh

Yeah, my contender

Oh oh

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh

And as the night climb up

I tie myself a knot and try until my time’s up

Why do I have to time myself when time itself is only man made up

I strive and climb and hike my shit

Try reach the top

And I reach the spot

And I repeat this each week

Knees weak and deep in seas

Where I speaking not

I climb up

I tie myself a knot

And try and tell my time up

Why do I have to time myself when time itself is only man made up

I strive and climb and hike my shit

Try reach the top

And I reach the spot

And I repeat this each week

Knees weak and deep in seas

Where I speaking not