| Suppose you could look ahead like you said
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| You suppose you could figure what I’m gonna be like in a few years
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| That’s not hard
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| Judging by the way you’re going, your life will end up just being a drifter
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| Maybe even a bum
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| A bum?
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| This fucking buzz is wearing off
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| I’m preparing for the worst sick of staring at these walls
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| And I should go to bed, I need a fucking shower
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| I’m suppose to be at work in just a couple hours
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| Instead I’m pouring whisky-sour
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| Thinking this entire planet isn’t ours
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| No matter what they say. |
| We see the shift in power
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| Compare the digits in the bank to yours
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| So wonder what we should be thankful for?
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| These student loans, this stupid phones
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| I rarely even answer, peoples wonder what I do at home
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| I sit around with Captain, eat and drink a lot
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| Cause I don’t like to think a lot
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| Cause when I think a tend to get myself in trouble
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| My blood pressure doubles
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| An anxiety is coupled
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| With not so subtle hint to try to tell me
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| What I’m doing isn’t healthy
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| When people try to help
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| I just tell them «go to hell»
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| Let me worry about myself
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| I spent a lot of time
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| Caught up in my mind
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| Trying to figure out what wrong
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| Just trying to find home
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| I feel it on my own
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| Never tought it takes this long
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| It’s too much going on
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| Writing these songs
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| And everybody else move on
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| Feeling left behind
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| Trying to find home
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| I never thought it takes this long
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| Yeah, regrets creeps like some better than expected weed
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| And then exceeds the life expectancy
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| Discrepancy between the brain and the heart
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| Chest thumps, breaking apart, while making up art
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| Splattered goosebumps, color everywhere
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| Listen to my new stuff, it’s like a can of paint
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| Blue chunks, struggle everyday
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| Trouble exists
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| Feels like I’m in some deep shit
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| Puddles of piss
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| Humble abyss
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| Rookie see is cookie crumbled to bits
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| Cracker on the mic, yes I crumble the writs
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| See clearly through the mist
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| No I’m facing one long drive home
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| All along on a long dark road
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| Used to watch for 5−0 following
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| Blunt hangin out my mouth
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| A guy was hanging on my couch
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| Somehow I made it out and beyond
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| Beyond a shadow of doubt
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| I’mma stay strong, cause that’s what I’m about |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Long Drive Home , by - Ugly Heroes. Song from the album Ugly Heroes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп