Home Bowman - Present Tense lyrics

Life has a funny way of fucking you
Your best friends fade away and
That's the only truth no one real
They don't care what you're going through
When I smile, it's a lie that I burn in you

I feel like everyday I'm hating
Life a little bit more
The servitude I'm undergoing just to
Get off the floor
Another friendship's gone I
Don't care anymore
Dead inside like a fly that's
Been eating a corpse

I try to tell my truth not to impress you
But the words fall through
And they misconstrue
Everything I do as just a pissed
Off moody little bitch boy, ooh
I got a fish tank of tears
But I still play "boo"

But I know what I know
It's a no when you ask how I feel
I don't know but I grow
Every time that I'm broke and I choke
On the words that I spoke when I smoked
And it poked at the bubble
That I swore I evoked
And I'm done talking slow for
The moment but a

Part of me died
When you said you were watching
That show all the time
With the person I hate but I didn't pay
Mind to the shit that you did
As I watched you develop into a
New kind of dissectible stereotype to
The line of the path that you
Ride with your mind unexamined
It's typical "taking a year
For yourself" and you die as the guy that
Made burgers and fries for the rest
Of his life cause he never
Decided to put pride aside and then
Try his own hardest to get
Out the projects and make enough just
To take family the furthest
No drive in your system it's still avionic
The THC blocking that part of Your knowledge
Instead of replying I know that you'll
Probably Whine to your friend on the chronic
Who's chronically killing himself
It's departing

Inspire the mind with a kind
Of desire that leads
To somewhere instead of exile I wish you the
Best but there's shit on my
Chest That I can't
To seem to free without chopping some heads

The hate that arose
Is just a code for the path that I chose

I don't give a fuck about my
X I'm like a limit
Talk about the things we did but
We ain't ever did it
You a little snake why the
Fuck won't you admit it
I won't listen to a bitch less I'm
Trying to get up in it

Fuck you boy
I don't really think you get it
I don't need no friends that
Don't wanna be committed
I got tons and tons and tons of fake people
Wanna try me out like sampling a Guinness

Hoped the bro-ship would grow a bit better
You grew dumber, I'm a little bit bitter
Talk about a boy that I knew
When he was fed up
Used to be intelligent enough to
Have a leg up you were just running in place
While I sped up
Ritalin or not, I'm the same in the getup
You the type now just to
Blame it on the setup
"Never had the chance" bitch
You never went to get up

Chance to catch your breath you will decease
Different person every single season
Propagate unfathomably heathen-istic
Ideologies of reason
People dream but never really seize them
Cause of shit's like you that fall so deeply
If the words I spoke decipher neatly
I'mma burn the bridge before you read me

Keep the girl that shit is just beneath me
Every word you speak remains discretely
Empty, soulless, absentee of meaning
Still devout of any morsel inkling

Every day I wake up feeling peachy
Living rent free, you cut me deeply
Enterprise of endless pain defeats me
Any moment fall into a deep sleep

And as for you
What the fuck did you want me to say?
I used to pray for you
Don't even believe in that shit
I'd do anything for you still
Somehow I felt like a monster
When you'd talk to me
"yeah you two got a history"
Seems to follow me