Buck 65

Buck 65 - Out of Focus

Dirty and low with the same pair of pants on

Tables I dance on and benches at bed time

Way passed the deadline and waiting for the world's end

I just had a terrible argument with my girlfriend

Something or other, I always seem to be in trouble

Getting kind of hard to hear and maybe now I'm seeing double

God almighty, give me strength and put the poison down tomorrow

Tonight I'm gonna stay up late, see if I can drown in sorrow

(2x's)

I go under the blouse and grope for the breast

I call this one hope and hope for the best

I play fight rarely and barely touch the surface

anchors away I'm out of focus on purpose

I'm lower than life, living like it's the last day

Eyes gone out and hard like an ashtray

Dog won't play with me I'm smelly and unshaven

Walkin in circles and searching for a safe haven

Time's running low but still I remain patient

Practicing my lines hanging out at the train station

500 excuses and working on a dozen more

unemployed again your parents hate me cause I'm poor

(2x's)

I go under the blouse and grope for the breast

I call this one hope and hope for the best

I play fight rarely and barely touch the surface

anchors away I'm out of focus on purpose

I'm quick to throw the towel in too stubborn to apologize

the future is bleek and my memories are wallet-sized

I'm out of ideas, it feels like I'm choking

All of my mirrors and promises are broken

I'm lousy and threadbare too low to get down

Almost out of gas but can't stand to sit down

God almighty, wish me luck, let me get to sleep

I'm trying to keep it all together

I've got to laugh to keep from crying

I go under the blouse and grope for the breast

I call this one hope and hope for the best

I play fight rarely and barely touch the surface

anchors away I'm out of focus on purpose

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