Wasteman Wilson - Clueless Lyrics

Students feeling blue
Wearing brown shoes
Just like Charlie
My place made the news
Caution tape and baking powder
Pregnant lady chained to a wooden breakfast nook
But the dude escaped
A few mistakes in the neighborhood
But none of us need Jake so we
Let 'em run game
Let 'em hunt
Let 'em earn
Keep our mouths shut
Wait my turn
And while the rain's insanely not a mainstay
I'll build a boat and admire the gameplay
They grab her throat and boast around their plain cave
The last to toast
You know I am not faking
Glad that there's cracks in the blacktop
Weeds begin to grow and do not stop
I'm breathing air for the first time
In a long time
It's how I've earned these eyes
Maybe not
Baby come back now that he's gone
I know you're hurt
But you're still wrong
If only you came over, none of this would have gone on
Maybe not
Baby come back now that he's gone
I know you're hurt
But you're still wrong
If only you came over, none of this would have gone on
Quick break
Workload
Measured in smoke
Had better hopes
Hopefully I'll stop hating
In my later years
Maybe then I'll learn to cope
Wasteman broke
Wasteman face down contemplating fate's pained sound
The bass drowns
My pure state
And at this rate
My endurance just might taper
Was born to have stones cast at me
So much so that God had me rambling on the block
Like a bastard
Need a pastor
But the pastor takes my money gambling
Faith is a wraith rapist taking everything you make
And you say its okay
Pain is a state
That usually fuels hate by causing gross agitation
And I know what they wrote
I know what they know
We all know it's not okay
But what can I say
Whatever does anyone say