9PM in O City
I gotta spit fire, because my hearts turning cold And if I don't warm it up soon, then it's eternally froze I can't believe I gave into temptation Now a nigguh stuck like chuck These days lead to celibacy, cos I find it hard to give a fuck Enough was enough, and yet I still want more Eyes stay watching the clock, cos I'm forever bored It's 9PM in O city, and the street lights looking pretty They remind me of her eyes, and how I loved it when they shined I'm throwing up sadistic lyrics, looking for something divine Damn wolf you getting cheesey, bro do you need a glass of wine I can't stop thinking, sometimes I wanna start drinking But if I fall into that bottle, then soon after I'm sinking Into a bit of despair, because she's not longer there Sometimes I think I hear her, just to find an empty chair That angels voice is gone, there ain't no more heavenly hymns I lay in bed and hate myself While she lay in bed next to him Sometimes I want to win But when I do shit gets bad, I guess brought demons with me I should have left in the past Look at the scars on my wrist, and I remember the glass And I remember the pain, and I remember her laugh Now I been stepped on and diluted like some blue magic trash I let her tarnish the brand, because I gave her my soul A kid was born in 93, but a nigguh feeling old
















