Pheromone Heavy (No Promises) - Ecid

To the distractions attracted since adolescence

To your passions collateral damages

To the damned if you do damned if you don’t end it

And the long lasting abandoned friendships

To the friends that are fuck up’s but ya love em anyway

Cuz they’re gonna fuck it up no matter how much they change

To the smart mouth flippin' small talk cuz talk is cheap

I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP

To the dick head that wouldn’t hire me

Because I had goals beyond working as a cashier

To the idiot saying I’m not relevant

Because I don’t sound just like last year

To anyone that lost there way and found there way back

And didn’t have to rub it in our face like take that

To the father I’ll probably never meet

I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP

All I got is my word

All I got is my word

All I got is my word

And this little bag of herb

To the moves I was too afraid to make

The nights I stole from tomorrow just to stay awake

To the presidents that died to provide work for printers

The politicians selling privacy to an intern

The sinners pretending to be charitable contributors

The brutal honesty that kicked my dick in the dirt

To the zig-zag we rolled into a ball to catch Z’s

I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP

To the girl that broke my heart before I could break hers

The restless settling for second best cuz it’s safer

To the mommas boy acting like a ladies man

The poets doing pop songs just to say we can

To the Jameson waiting to hit rock bottom

The chip off the old block still rotting in a condom

To the birthdays I couldn’t afford to turn a new leaf

I’M DONE MAKING PROMISES I CAN’T KEEP

All I got is my word

All I got is my word

All I got is my word

And this little bag of herb