Phone in my left hand, my the goose is cooked
Been off my mind since this afternoon, can't admit to moms I'm hooked on the stuff
That gets me moving, got the room spnning, the table's shook
Kick it, 5 years of scouts only remember to tie a noose
All my friends are dead, shout out to uzi, the horizon's verted
Lying on the floor at the gravesite, love is feeling worthless
Eulogy in my memo, pack of tissues for the dead homies' service
Thank you pastor, I got it from here, you'll excuse me for feeling nervous
I'm sober this year, ain't touched the henny, I'm all out of spirit
Not much to it when you boil it down like a pound of spinach
Closed casket, I suppose we blind, my homie never minded the speed limit
Its my birthday tomorrow so I think I'm just gonna need a minute
More comfy in my feelings than up in a crowd
Too busy thinking about old friends to hear the loud
How many of y'all see nothing when you ever look at clouds
Y'all see your loved ones, I see rain up in the shrouds
I'm more sure about death than the weather coming
I don't take umbrellas but I always brace for action
New friends, loose friends, my friends, your friends, all need some hugging
Cos caskets don't hug back and I've missed a dozen
When the winter comes I feel it in my bones
These feelings stay and they never go
I feel good sometimes I don't
Never catch me slipping smiling though
Rest in peace all my homies, rest in peace to those who hate me
Real friends, from back when, I took for granted on the daily
Times are tough with no blood brothers lately
Even if I was underground I couldn't reach y'all 6 foot down its brazy (Skullomania)
Soft spot for the grandparents, both my parents orphans
First funeral 8 years old, I thought that stuff was normal
Your man don't know how to knot his tie, I got blue blazers formal
Prime blazer for my gransmother had to wipe my tears with transformers (I was)
15 years old used to roll out with a gang of friends
22, things change, I can number those surviving on my other hand
Right palm for cutting off toxic relationships I can never mend
Rings cross, things crop, friends now acquantainces in the end
What's worse, a person cut from your life too short
Or carrying on in relationships with no support
Never know if my friends in the grave would ride or die for me in court
Or just end up like the rest of the people in my life's fort
Lot of growing up, turned 21, ash in my mouth
Girlfriend cheated, now I understand what love is all about
World doesn't owe me a thing, good and bad, north and south
Two sides to every story, I just miss my friends now (Skullomania)
Adam XXX - Skullomania (feat. Ryan Delaney) Lyrics
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Phone in my left hand, my the goose is cooked
Been off my mind since this afternoon, can't admit to moms I'm hooked on the stuff
That gets me moving, got the room spnning, the table's shook
Kick it, 5 years of scouts only remember to tie a noose
All my friends are dead, shout out to uzi, the horizon's verted
Lying on the floor at the gravesite, love is feeling worthless
Eulogy in my memo, pack of tissues for the dead homies' service
Thank you pastor, I got it from here, you'll excuse me for feeling nervous
I'm sober this year, ain't touched the henny, I'm all out of spirit
Not much to it when you boil it down like a pound of spinach
Closed casket, I suppose we blind, my homie never minded the speed limit
Its my birthday tomorrow so I think I'm just gonna need a minute
More comfy in my feelings than up in a crowd
Too busy thinking about old friends to hear the loud
How many of y'all see nothing when you ever look at clouds
Y'all see your loved ones, I see rain up in the shrouds
I'm more sure about death than the weather coming
I don't take umbrellas but I always brace for action
New friends, loose friends, my friends, your friends, all need some hugging
Cos caskets don't hug back and I've missed a dozen
When the winter comes I feel it in my bones
These feelings stay and they never go
I feel good sometimes I don't
Never catch me slipping smiling though
Rest in peace all my homies, rest in peace to those who hate me
Real friends, from back when, I took for granted on the daily
Times are tough with no blood brothers lately
Even if I was underground I couldn't reach y'all 6 foot down its brazy (Skullomania)
Soft spot for the grandparents, both my parents orphans
First funeral 8 years old, I thought that stuff was normal
Your man don't know how to knot his tie, I got blue blazers formal
Prime blazer for my gransmother had to wipe my tears with transformers (I was)
15 years old used to roll out with a gang of friends
22, things change, I can number those surviving on my other hand
Right palm for cutting off toxic relationships I can never mend
Rings cross, things crop, friends now acquantainces in the end
What's worse, a person cut from your life too short
Or carrying on in relationships with no support
Never know if my friends in the grave would ride or die for me in court
Or just end up like the rest of the people in my life's fort
Lot of growing up, turned 21, ash in my mouth
Girlfriend cheated, now I understand what love is all about
World doesn't owe me a thing, good and bad, north and south
Two sides to every story, I just miss my friends now (Skullomania)
Been off my mind since this afternoon, can't admit to moms I'm hooked on the stuff
That gets me moving, got the room spnning, the table's shook
Kick it, 5 years of scouts only remember to tie a noose
All my friends are dead, shout out to uzi, the horizon's verted
Lying on the floor at the gravesite, love is feeling worthless
Eulogy in my memo, pack of tissues for the dead homies' service
Thank you pastor, I got it from here, you'll excuse me for feeling nervous
I'm sober this year, ain't touched the henny, I'm all out of spirit
Not much to it when you boil it down like a pound of spinach
Closed casket, I suppose we blind, my homie never minded the speed limit
Its my birthday tomorrow so I think I'm just gonna need a minute
More comfy in my feelings than up in a crowd
Too busy thinking about old friends to hear the loud
How many of y'all see nothing when you ever look at clouds
Y'all see your loved ones, I see rain up in the shrouds
I'm more sure about death than the weather coming
I don't take umbrellas but I always brace for action
New friends, loose friends, my friends, your friends, all need some hugging
Cos caskets don't hug back and I've missed a dozen
When the winter comes I feel it in my bones
These feelings stay and they never go
I feel good sometimes I don't
Never catch me slipping smiling though
Rest in peace all my homies, rest in peace to those who hate me
Real friends, from back when, I took for granted on the daily
Times are tough with no blood brothers lately
Even if I was underground I couldn't reach y'all 6 foot down its brazy (Skullomania)
Soft spot for the grandparents, both my parents orphans
First funeral 8 years old, I thought that stuff was normal
Your man don't know how to knot his tie, I got blue blazers formal
Prime blazer for my gransmother had to wipe my tears with transformers (I was)
15 years old used to roll out with a gang of friends
22, things change, I can number those surviving on my other hand
Right palm for cutting off toxic relationships I can never mend
Rings cross, things crop, friends now acquantainces in the end
What's worse, a person cut from your life too short
Or carrying on in relationships with no support
Never know if my friends in the grave would ride or die for me in court
Or just end up like the rest of the people in my life's fort
Lot of growing up, turned 21, ash in my mouth
Girlfriend cheated, now I understand what love is all about
World doesn't owe me a thing, good and bad, north and south
Two sides to every story, I just miss my friends now (Skullomania)
Writer: Adam XXX
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