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Times have dried, and the well went first
Starving to death - nah, I think Iâm dying of thirst
I get inspired on a momentary basis
A livewire - been flown so many places.
For various faces, like I never knew the mob I was married to the matrix
Iâm making placements, but living in my basement
So whatâs a verse if I ainât really ainât say shit
I paid the mortgage, and the storage and it keep pourinâ
Canât afford it so I gotta keep on tourinâ
Trying to make a record in between was never foreign
But unfamiliar when thereâs no way to afford it
No way I was loyal to believing in cream
But when the well runs dry we go beyond our means
And above, most are really just lookinâ for love
And shed a tear donât mean you know the sound of a dove
When the well runs dry, and the people go home
And itâs the end of the song, and ya...
Tears wonât fall, so you just canât cry
When the well runs dry for ya...
Like the car stopped running
And the checks stopped coming
Somebody let the sun in...
When your cardâs declined give it one more try
âTill the well runs dry
Mom was old school, and I was just a child
Never knew that when she died it would have me actinâ wild
Have me actinâ crazy, maybe out of my mind
But never lazy, we actinâ on borrowed time
A leader for no reason, used to start up a cause
Just believing in my odds became a part of my laws
Went from dreaming, to receiving these screaming applause
Hear nothing, but believinâ for no reason at all
A product of a parent leaving is apparently wrong
Fuck appearances, appear in here then âpoofâ you gone.
I took a look at my life, and my reflection long
And thatâs the same fear mirrored, when I hear this song
I just wanna go where I belong
I just wanna go to places where I feel strong
(For two seasons without rain)
And I tell them why,
When the fame goes, the same when the well goes dry
Lack of sleep, sometimes I canât dream
Eyes so red, already tried Visine
Stacking cheddar, wasnât checking amounts
Then went from savings right back down to checking accounts (Straight up!)
I smacked the Miss Piggy bank with the hammer out
A real hammer, not the guns that they ramble about
Develop hardship, buying in a sellers market
Almost quit smoking weed, but I better spark it
(Like my target) Then I see no evil,
Then weeks go by, and I see no people
Trapped in a home, broke with bills trying to pay for
Wonder why the album was late - need I say more
I love this rap, but Iâm living in life
The kind that keep me up to these sleepless nights
And I donât need love, but I need this mic
To feed the energy thatâs keepinâ me right
Yeah - itâs till the wheels fall off
Itâs âtill the well runs dry
We gonâ get it
Once youâve been down
Only way to go is up
Itâs for my dog right there,
You gonâ get it.