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modest - these days lyrics

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these days former homies chew me out
i’m feeling lonely while old girls shoot me down
so i go back to prozac, face cold facts
still body, but my mind wanders like a nomad

all i see is jack kerouac with cold ones in the doldrums
no rehab for the olsens because the road is broken
the road travels, shifts into paths of gravel
the beat is token, the word is spoken

san francisco coffee house got me loud
without a green card cause i’m down with the five
like mussorgsky , without a girl to court me
like courtney, non opportunist gone corny

get the strings to go fire like i’m hendrix
way to eccentric to be with that pin pr-ck kendrick
crying about some ex name, sherane some thin trick
you a king without a crown cause it goes to big k.r.i.t

my life is pictures at an exhibition
i’m next to mention in the names of big living
thick women , without a superbad name given
mary jane twistin writing non fiction

really i’m a stoneguest, a don juan
i won’t fess but i’m long gone
a debut album t-tled the swan song
no one will ever ask what’s gone wrong

these days
i’ve lost my way these days

pesos for my pathos at the payphone
if you swimming with makos you should probably stay home
cause i was marroned by five like adam levin
cause i’m a work alcoholic like adam devine

ambition southern transition said i was out of my mind
i was albert hammond in transit
with a girl who had mixed signals to transmit
which i read with a grain of salt, sanscript

losing my connection to the internet cause of my band width
so i’m with bino sipping that vino, into the pool with a matchstick
going pro out of the cl-ss kids with cl-ssics

we all know crosshairs ain’t fixed on lawnchairs
but towards exuberant faculties on balconies
the key to peel is to say black falcon please
tickets to heaven he’s scalping these on scaffolding

to end up with kerouac and neal c-ssady
the potent poets earn time and blow it p-ssively
my vibes k!lled still the cover of that magazine
represented to my descendants as a fiend

these days
i’ve lost my way these days

- modest lyrics

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