Leaned upon the open window
To the pure air
Of the morning silence
Seeing not hearing
Mute visions
No sounds as I listen
Guess I'm what I want
Not afraid of death
But I'm afraid of dying
Just the process
Maybe I can end it myself
With all these drugs I'm abusing
I'm not desirable with my pollution
I could be ramming a hoe like LA
But I'm searching for juice
Like a charge
But I ain't San Diego
Y'all just gotta
Let me go
Big Black Chris - A Man Alone to His Thoughts (Demo) Lyrics
Big Black Chris - A Man Alone to His Thoughts (Demo) Lyrics
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Leaned upon the open window
To the pure air
Of the morning silence
Seeing not hearing
Mute visions
No sounds as I listen
Guess I'm what I want
Not afraid of death
But I'm afraid of dying
Just the process
Maybe I can end it myself
With all these drugs I'm abusing
I'm not desirable with my pollution
I could be ramming a hoe like LA
But I'm searching for juice
Like a charge
But I ain't San Diego
Y'all just gotta
Let me go
To the pure air
Of the morning silence
Seeing not hearing
Mute visions
No sounds as I listen
Guess I'm what I want
Not afraid of death
But I'm afraid of dying
Just the process
Maybe I can end it myself
With all these drugs I'm abusing
I'm not desirable with my pollution
I could be ramming a hoe like LA
But I'm searching for juice
Like a charge
But I ain't San Diego
Y'all just gotta
Let me go
Writer: Christopher Sonnier
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