Wlkn Twrds D Fye - Pell

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Blame it on the time I never spend

Blame it on on the goose, or hen

The juice or the gin

Blame it on anything except me

Slippery the slope lemme lace both skis

Blame it on the meeting, I was in

Blame it on the time I had to binge

I was focused on the rent

Blame it on anything except me

Playing with the fire

Hope it don’t catch me

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

How many times do I gotta show signs

It’s no limit 'til they call it masterpiece

How many days I lose sleep

Before I get a plaque

Cavity, caveat to the shit I speak

I been laying low-key

Baritone

Sitting at home

On a California king

Silk sheets

Meeting in bedroom

But how I make the bread zoom to me?

Can you tell me

I guess I was worse off

Thinking that a label

Actually would differ cost

I shoulda known better

When looking at my idols

Reach they peak

Then retreat cause they stalled they release

(How fucked up)

When you got talent

You still need luck

And when you got they ears you still need love

Success don’t mean that I ain’t ya friend

But blame it on my work I ain’t pick up

Them dates, like the strains

Getting mixed up

It was yo birthday

I’m sorry I ain’t post nun

But I had to do my taxes

For the folks come

Blame It on the times I went broke for em

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh

Walking

Towards the fire

My bones are tired, oh