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• Artiste: Heath McNease
• Titre: Groundhog Day
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Sleeping in this cold apartment Makes no sense when you're not in it And at night, it gets so quiet, I can't even hear the silence Yeah, I'm just being honest Another winter like this, And I'ma leave for tropics I bet at night, The concrete never freezes on 'em They've never seen the blood shot Freeze its fever on us Over Mos, that he thinks That I need to be admonished I got a Master's Degree- He thinks I speak ebonics No degree, but married The owner's niece's daughter They're on some hipster ____ Worship on some vegan altar My pop won a trophy- Needs to be but polished My uncle passed away Without the slightest reason for it And I was gone and missed his viewing On some selfish ____ The only absentee- I won't forgive myself for it Regrets so festive With a goal to lead a sheep to slaughter Used to living life with purpose, Now I'm sleeping longer Used to grow and stay in green At least a season longer But the peak at summer Stopped peaking in receded corners [Chorus:] I can hear my upstairs neighbor Holding down a crying baby Everybody starts a family; I can't even pay my heating Yeah, when I'm forty-six, Middle-aged and lifeless And can't escape the fate Of age and middle crisis, That's when I'll think about my daddy In his jet-black … Fontana-locked Ron Burgundy mustache Back when he and momma Really loved each other Before the therapists and silence And the run-for-cover I love my brothers, But now it's like We don't know each other We'd take a bullet, But can't take the time to phone each other Overheard this guy screaming 'You know that I love her' She thinks it's cold feet; I just don't want her to suffer I know I trust her But what if I was unfaithful I've seen this ____ too many times in life And it's painful Ain't like I'm ungrateful; I'm just unstable She's feeling like she's running out of time For the baby And I want a baby But I can't imagine how I'd ever raise Another life to thrive with this baggage [Chorus 2:] If this life gets any colder, They might forecast snow tomorrow Everything I love feels empty Nothing speaks to me but TV [Breakdown:] Yeah, I'm colder than I've ever been This city sidewalk rips away your second skin I don't belong here- I wasn't born here Foreign transplant, been gone for four years That's four years too long And four nephews born That kinda-sorta know me from a song And random Jpegs, They want me back home Here's King David sinking In the folly of his wrongs Rising at the sun's song, Setting at the same Fickle friends forgetting And remembering your name Gradual decline in loss of innocence and shame With wrinkles on your skin, They say the mirror is to blame The past begins rewinding 'Til it gets you in the frame Divine, the past, It had no common lineage or plane It's the pictures of a stained-glass window On a silver screen And some cathedral in a city that you never see It's vague resemblance to an image That you'll never be And pays the pennants for the plans You never meant to keep It's the grey fog that settles under kitten's feet And flips the weatherman a finger While the city sleeps It's the blatant loss of sympathy that pity keeps And it's the pace your heart, when dying, All and still it beats Little forecast stayed for the rest of the night It's cold and dark And will last you the rest of your life