We Get By - Derek Pope

Pack another bowl in a pipe dream

Went to state school, dropped out

Found out nobody was like me

Doc gave me Xans, gave me Zoloft, think that I was 19

In my complex where they’d find me at

Plug pullin' up like the ice cream man

Vice yeah way before the vice had land

Free nights, still tell ya that I might have plans

Can I really say I’m doin' all I can?

Got a lot of mud to wash off these hands

There’s some rules

In the garden

Play it cool

We’re all starvin'

And our city

Killed the forest

We’re still melting

Don’t ignore us

We’re still

Here (here)

Here (here)

We went postal

Had to get some new material

Turkey bag up in the cereals

What a Cheerio

Keep it spiritual

Count my miracles

Moved to LA

I was my own cell mate

In my mind I get high

That’s a jailbreak

We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine

With no fail-safe

Try to talk to her

It’s a stalemate

We get by

Somehow we get by

Tried to work a desk

Wasn’t worth the check

Every girl I met

Named molly percocet

Had to cut 'em loose

Wasn’t worth the stress

Gave up everything

Is it worth it yet?

Couple years pass

Now my flight crew gotta keep me on a clear path

Conversations in my head, but you don’t hear that

High off tear gas

Know the end’s near

But we don’t fear that

We get by

Somehow we get by

Pack another bowl in a pipe dream

Went to state school, dropped out

Found out nobody was like me

God gave me xan, gave me Zoloft, think that I was 19

In my complex where they find me at

Plug pullin' up like the ice cream man

Vice yeah way before the vice had land

Free nights, still tell ya that I might have plans

Can I really say I’m doin' all I can?

Got a lot of mud to wash off these hands

There’s no rules

In the garden

Play it cool

We’re all starvin'

Banned our ceiling

Killed the forest

Where’s the mountain

Don’t ignore us

We’re still

Here (here)

Here (here)

We went postal (we went postal)

Had to get some new material (material)

Jerking back up in the cereals (whoah)

What a cheerio (hey)

Keep it spiritual (woah)

Count my miracles (hey)

Moved to LA

I was my own cell mate (cell mate)

In my mind I get high

That’s a jailbreak (jailbreak)

We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine

With no fail-safe (no fail-safe)

Try to talk to her

It’s a stalemate

We get bars

Now we get by

Tried to work a desk

Wasn’t worth the check

Every girl I met

Named molly percocet

Had to cut 'em loose

Wasn’t worth the stress

Gave up everything

Is it worth it yet?

Couple years pass

Now my flight crew gotta keep me on a clear path

Conversations in my head, but you don’t hear that

High off tear gas

Know the end’s near

But we don’t fear that

We get bars

Now we get by