Who Knew

[Verse 1: Chandler]

I feel lonely often
Days tryna put me in a coffin
Alagash White on my dresser
Maine brew really what I get lost in
Face hurts on the daily
I need to go to a doctor
I could just run down Seneca Ave, but
This pains tryna be my author
Minutes are numbered
This smoke makes me number
Late night feeling somber
Missin the feeling of another
The feeling that comes with a lover
Sensitive, get it from my father
It doesn't make it better
It makes it much harder
He's down too, down bad
I feel likе trash all day, but
I wanna be glad
Just a bunch of young man bullshit
Self pity and a little bit of pinot
That's thе good shit, I could kick back and not give a fuck, but
I'm too tuned in, I cannot do that
I don't get how somebody can
Not give a damn about anything
Somebody's gotta do it
Maybe that's why who ever made this fucked up place
Made it feel like I'm

[Chorus: Rou]

Runnin out of time, who knew
That if the clock kept ticking it go out of tune
Just tryna make it through
Another week without you
Now when I think of you I'm just okay
Every day I'm hoping
The feeling goes away
Never thought I'd be someone
That always feel blue

[Verse 2: Chandler]

Anyways, I have some critiques
Don't blame others for what you sow and you reap
Don't flame others when the passion is deep
I'm talking to we
Sometimes it feels like they care more than me
People wanna see the world burn, not turn
Wanna see Earth all hurt
Still it all comes back to you
People like you
I know myself too well
Self helps
Something I try to delve into, but
I'm blue always, smoke weed just to cancel the possibility of a dream
I call em nightmares
Look at the ceiling with a light stare
Dive in the TV, there's a light there
Don't believe in Heaven, wonder what it's like there
Don't believe in Hell, but I'm scared to go there
Haven't talked real shit, been scared to go there
Feelin like a fuckin Dingbat going Nowhere
Calm myself down, honking and honking
I look like a clown and I'm looking so down
Back on my fuckery, buying a round
Feelin the pressure, I'm pushing the round
Glass hits the bar and I'm liking the sound
Tip off the stool and I'm hitting the ground
I gotta run, way I'm hitting the ground
Runway, the way that I don't look around
Runaway, the way that they're making a toast and
Now I'm the joke and I'm way out of bounds
Clock ain't a friend it makes fun of me now
Hearing the laughing it's happening loud
Walk out the room as I wave to the crowd
See y'all tomorrow if I'm still in town

[Chorus: Rou]

Runnin out of time, who knew
That if the clock kept ticking it go out of tune
Just tryna make it through
Another week without you
Now when I think of you I'm just okay
Every day I'm hoping
The feeling goes away
Never thought I'd be someone
That always feel blue
Runnin out of time, who knew
That if the clock kept ticking it go out of tune
Just tryna make it through
Another week without you
Now when I think of you I'm just okay
Every day I'm hoping
The feeling goes away
Never thought I'd be someone
That always feel blue