[Chorus: Chester Watson]
It costs a lot to live free
About as aloof as the bottom of the sea
At times it's just me, I was raised to find peace
I guess my mind ease like
Like low tide in the Spring
And now I'm lucid I reside in my dreams
And the stars in what I mean is I fall apart at the seams
At times it's still seamless, you just seen less
And you don't get how big the picture is so relax
[Verse: Chester Watson]
So many woes, I must have made bags
If you reap what you sow cause I gotta secure it
And I love ugly on me got me walking as the purist
Take a journey to the sunken place to see what the allure is
I might get stuck and like a sacrificial lamb I'm in the cut
Philosophically like the back of hand I know my stuff
Built from Socrates I stand like the sand in my chucks from the beach a couple months back
And my life went pretty sweet when giving fucks past
You feel the plump air?
I wrote this on a comet sent from sun flares
And so it's kind of ominous the obelisk ain't from here
It's more the opposite my optics been infused with that of God's
And my words may leave you in awe, confused, or at odds
I just want you at a loss
Fuck it
The only person to see me sober is my drug dealer
And my Mom
The only person to see me sober is my drug dealer
Still writin' songs
[Chorus: Chester Watson]
It costs a lot to live free
About as aloof as the bottom of the sea
At times it's just me, I was raised to find peace
I guess my mind ease like
Like low tide in the Spring
And now I'm lucid I reside in my dreams
And the stars in what I mean is I fall apart at the seams
At times it's still seamless, you just seem less
And you don't get how big the picture is so relax
At Times was written by Chester Watson.
At Times was produced by Gotts Street Park.
Gotts Street Park released At Times on Thu Apr 02 2020.