Looking Up Lyrics

Catch me looking up like a prodigal son

Flipping lyrics and statistics like I might have been one

Standing tall on a corner, and the powder will come

With the jakes and the snakes making chowder of chumps

I ain't said a fucking word and I was out on the run

Running in a stolen whip, ripping, touting a gun

If not, it's on my waist, wasting space and my pace and this face

Leave a trace on the tapes, so I race

Flashing lights, it's a chase, now I'm swerving around the curve and

Thinking there's no blinking, man, they're trying to pull the curtain

My heart, man it was hurting, I could see the blood spurting

Took a one-off, to the chest vision blurring

My words are now slurring, try to hurry to the light

Pearly gates is in my sight as it flickers blue and white

Shaken, I awaken holding sweaty sheets tight

My bunny saying it's not funny and I'm thinking she's right