Lyrics Forks - Ivan Ave

Forks

What you doing with your life, son?
Ey, say I don’t usually do, but I’d smoke one with you
Knock on your door to your closed off rooms
Ain’t no tellin' what would happened if I burst on through
Let’s go halves on a cab, maybe my firstborn too
Was it diamonds or rhinestones?
man, I don’t know
Had to go by the time you awoke
Been a while since you and I spoke in the same timezone
Crossed paths and had our minds blown
Now we alone again, strolling to the tomb
What we do is split the road in two
So what you wanna do?
Some of them couldabeens are bound to haunt you
When your room to maneuver is feeling like a phonebooth
New Forks in the road
Pass the sauce
Waiting for lady to drop them drawers
They say to open a new, gotta close old doors
Cold between them though, put your coat on
New forks in the road, nah
Where do I go?
Are we walking down the right one?
You ain’t got ya ducks in a row
Now you often want to know
What you doing with your life, son?
I’m just dodging the abyss
My eyes in a prism
Was in the dark for a minute, but now I’m out here squintin'
From a hospital bed to me and Fred top-billin
From I don’t get it to we about to get it
New fork in the road, I need a knife
Fuck a pie chart
Give me a slice
Thought I saw god creepin' in the night, but blink twice, it was the city
lights, aiight
Forks in the road
What you doin' with ya
What you doin' with ya life?
You ain’t got ya ducks in a row
Motherfucker
Keep ya shit straight