Excuses / Floating

Counting up spare change for a coffee, hey
Bills on the fridge ain’t probably, paid
Thought that I would of had it all by now
I could use a few words from my pops right now
So I hit the eastern with my songs turned loud
Route 23 and I’m homeward bound
Otherwise talking to you from a cheap motel
Guess I still got dreams of a sold out crowd
Tell me who’s around when it all slows down
I just want a shot but the refs call foul, look
I ain’t got friends just a lot of fall outs
That’s why I second guess if it’s all worth while…
Excuses are a luxury that I can not afford
But I hear opportunity is knocking at my door
So in this lottery I’m hoping that my numbers called
Don’t let me down
Better turn up, better turn up, right now
Excuses are a luxury that I can not afford
But I hear opportunity is knocking at my door
Don’t let me down
Feels like I’m drowning in the ocean
Since when did drowning feel like floating?
Counting up spare change for a coffee, hey
Bills on the fridge ain’t probably, paid
… And I don’t really know how to sort this mess
Got a lot of things so I thought I’d vent
Most nights eat alone then we talk in text
How’s a life dream got me in life debt?
Lost another job can you spot my rent?
Looking at my yearbook how I am not them?
Guess I got a job as a full time mess
Write another hook try to hook these reps
Send my songs off and I pray they spin
I just wanna buy you a thank you gift
Not a $ 5 bottle so I pour this drink
Till the roofs, spinning
When I lie down
The truths, spilling
Pouring this out
Praying you, listen
Talking to myself
Just who’s, with me
Me and myself right now
Excuses are a luxury that I can not afford
But I hear opportunity is knocking at my door
So in this lottery I’m hoping that my numbers called
Don’t let me down
Better turn up, better turn up, right now
Excuses are a luxury that I can not afford
But I hear opportunity is knocking at my door
Don’t let me down
Feels like I’m drowning in the ocean
Since when did drowning feel like floating?
Bridge:
You don’t need to tell me how Rome wasn’t built in a day
Burning the money that I put aside in my bank, now
I hear the voices that offer me poison I drink, poison I drink
The more that I focus the quicker it’s slipping away
Excuses are a luxury that I can not afford
But I hear opportunity is knocking at my door
So in this lottery I’m hoping that my numbers called
Don’t let me down
Better turn up, better turn up, right now
Excuses are a luxury that I can not afford
But I hear opportunity is knocking at my door
Don’t let me down
Feels like I’m drowning in the ocean
Since when did drowning feel like floating?
Interlude:
Heading to the 3108
Back on the road
Acting like I ain’t got time to hang out with you again girl
You should of known
Cos this dream ain’t gonna play out like a fairly tale
Let that shit go
Look, you the one but we ain’t nothing if this shit don’t work out
That’s that d-rose
Look, the way I be driven is 24/7
Don’t act like you get it, then act all offended
I’m ducking your calls see I switched my attention
I got to focus there’s too much to mention
I got a poison inside me
I never sleep and it’s tiring
I push the bar they don’t like me
Make them all hate what they’re writing
Why are you so indecisive now?