Jay Lee - Mr. Lonely Lyrics

Yo!
This track is serious!
In fact, I might be delirious!
But you can't trust that I'm nearing this -
I reminisce; I think about business;
Relevance, instead of sense, hearing things!
I'm Shakespearean! Poems and limericks!
I'm sick of this; I'm resenting it;
I'm irrelevant and yet presenting shit!
Hella bent I'm -

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I sit and cry, I think about all the times
I whipped aside - a shrink and doubt filled my mind
A tragic find, insigh-

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You mental freak - You're kinda neat!
A side of meat beside the drink; a cider - pink
I sigh relief; I mighta think about something that I'm missing;
F*ck it something I'ma sing! I hit my notes!
Embarrasing? that's crazy! I'm an athlete, I'll -
Happily concede defeat; but only when I feel the need!
A seed so green; a budding leaf; I see a scene!
It's me pissing on all the people close to me!
I'll never be the perfect king, but percosets are perking me
And I'ma murder Burgundy with all purple parting peeps!
I sell receipts; cos I'm giving back the list of shit you gave to me!
Anxiety, afraid to sleep; I'm sad for weeks, I feel so cheap!
Wish I could fake the anger felt, but wait;
It's fair to say, that's fantasy; a fare to Jay involves a taxi -
Perhaps he isn't he fairly seen but anyway, I mighta said;
My mind is f*cked and so's my head it mighta been;
The Minithin! Or maybe Tylenol instead;
It coulda been the XTC or Ketamine I'm ingesting;
It's interesting - disparaging, the things that I'm surrounded in -
And some would say I'm dumb perhaps
But where's the fun in thinking that? The one's who
Thump the ones in hats are cold when winter comes to pass!
The worlds disintegrating fast
And I'm the only that's cast in iron, still, and steel I steal
I sit so still behind this hill of worries that I'm buried in
I'm tryna hide from all these pills, Serotonins falling quick
I'm worried that I'm always sick!
I'm worried that when God decides who to kill
It's me he'll pick!
I'm the f*cking crackhead prick who causes him to lose his shit!
I'm -

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I missed all the phonies! I'm out with the homies!
You musta bologne-d; your masters below me!
There's no way your owning! You yes-man, blow smoke in!
It's raining outside but you're still shook and coating!
I'm noting you're broken your damage unspoken!
Our friendship is stolen!
What once we called golden is now stomped and folded
And that's where the hope is - it's down with our memories
And up where our heads is!
I come to my senses; I'm so f*cking reckless
I should not have risked this! I'm off of the chain
Like a broken mans necklace!
And jokes won't protect us for what's coming next
Pass us soap; yes a bar! 'cos I'm cleaning up, f*ck this!
Shit, come and suck this; shaken up success!
It's not my main prowess, so I might make no progress;
But what makes me go less than the
Hope that the hopeless will hope less to halt this, I'm -

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