Ballad of Douglas Chin

Ballad of Douglas Chin - Thee more shallows

Oh sleeping in the trees

Traveling light an unseen breeze

I never really thought

I'd get caught in that quad but I was wrong

Oh I wanna get well

And find a skill I can sell

Because no one buys what I try

To give away

Trapped in the city

No sleep no more

Just stay up yelling

At pimps and whores

Whores

And what for

What for

Is this art or war

And who made

The part of my brain

That makes music

Feel like pain

\"Go to bed whiteass

Get straight Get a job

You calling me crazy

What's your problem

Are you lazy

Disrespect me

You gotta pay me

What's your problem

Are you lazy

Disrespect me

You gotta pay me