If it howls in the night, you walk it.
Walks to the edge?
You off it.
Have something to say?
You’re a prophet,
They like what you say, so you profit.
You called for a shrink?
Yo, I got this.
You’re not all there,
but you’re not sick.
Tell me all your problems, darling;
tell me that the world’s been cruel and you're starving.
I don’t mess around with plastic viles with the smiles,
not my style.
Ups, downs, baby, I’m monastic
I pray to the Gods on the plastic classics.
You called?
Let it ring,
Yo, I got this, feeling I should stay at the apartment,
and tell you all my problems, darling;
tell you that the world’s been cruel and I’m starving.
There are a days
where that sun won’t shine on you,
so you set a fire, yeah you set a fire
and you let it burn, yeah you let it burn.
Where you gonna run when the storm hits?
I’ll be at the eye, smiling wide, in the thick of it.
You’re missing it,
I love a good beating,
I revel in it just like a pig in shit.
You called for a sign?
Yo, I got this.
We’re all fucked up and we’re all sick.
Learn to love the lows, my darling,
you’ll be feelin’ better in the light from the morning.
There are a days
where that sun won’t shine on you,
so you set a fire, yeah you set a fire
and you let it burn, yeah you let it burn.
Now I don’t care.
I don’t know.
I don’t talk about them no more.
‘Cause you gotta be crazy keepin’ the past on the tip of your tongue,
under the small of your back, in your pocket.
That’s where your spine is.
The word is “forgottenâ€
That’s what you need to be callin’ the ones that keep you up at night:
Forgotten
Forgotten
Oh yeah, forgotten
There are a days
where that sun won’t shine on you,
so you set a fire, yeah you set a fire
and you let it burn, yeah you let it burn.