September Breeze - Mac Lethal

I got many regrets, plenty of heartbreak and and plenty of debt

It’s hard for me to wanna talk about it

Even think about without getting upset

I don’t need to be rich and famous, living in mansions sitting on jets

I just need to go two days in a row without breaking down and getting depressed

But I’m feeling the stress, I’m feeling it deep

I’m gonna dream about paradise tonight I swear if I can sleep

But I usually can’t, laying in bed I stare at the ceiling awake

Death and decay on my head and I swear that is sealing my fate

And I’m scared as I kneel at the gates of Heaven

Dear God, I don’t believ you’re real but I got questions:

Lik what the hell is the point of life?

What the hell is the point of Hell?

What the hell is the point of this shit?

I’d be unemployed if I fail my piss test

I’m just stressed, gotta hit the joint and risk it

Sleeping with the fucking enemy, I snore

So fatigued, it’s like they’re sending me to war

Penny for my thoughts, dollar for my soul

Swear to God I found a pot of fucking gold

At the ending of the black rainbow

I’m a sinner with the cracked halo

I’m a whisker on the cat’s cradle

Close your eyes and you can see me

September breeze, October pain

The seasons finally changed with the November rain

December snow, January moon

February is when people fall in love too soon

March is when I’m low, April is when I’m high

May is when I’m drunk, June is when I die

My birthday’s in July, I unfollow my friends

The snow will come in August then I do it all again

It’s better to speak without love than speak without truth

It’s better to speak without love than speak without truth

It’s better to speak without love than speak without truth

I guess the point I’m trying to make is fuck you

I made many mistakes, lots of decisions not many were great

I work like an overachiever to underachiever, man that is my infinite fate

When I die write on my tombstone «Life is a trap and I didn’t escape»

Sometimes I feel like a car that is stuck in the mud, tire spinning in place

Sometimes just leaving the house, feels like an infinite mission to space

Might get stuck in a tesseract, I hope that my passion is left intact

It’s okay to be angry, it’s okay to be scared

But your love is in trouble when you no longer care

Don’t take it for granted, when you’re comfy and warm

A lot of people that you love are still stuck in the storm

I’m feeling washed up, rusty, and worn

Sometimes it’s not enough to reinvent yourself my friend, you must be reborn

But that requires you to die, you look inside the mirror and you

No longer see that fuckin' fire in your eyes

You’re just lifeless, ices is

Freezing, shut your eyelids

Nobody ever told you it’d be like this, why?

September breeze, October pain

The seasons finally changed with the November rain

December snow, January moon

February is when people fall in love too soon

March is when I’m low, April is when I’m high

May is when I’m drunk, June is when I die

My birthday’s in July, I unfollow my friends

The snow will come in August then I do it all again