Scoota Gray - R.I.P My Dog Lyrics

First R.I.P my dog I speak in literal
So if you think in general, run risk of missing you
And you might think I'm hard
That's everyday and where I stay yo all the thinking's flawed
Yeah if you want to get nice things
You should spend your last savings
On that scratch paper hope that cash change ya
Mad faded with the eyes blazing wanted mass faces
And a whole lot of Dreamy shit
My self worth got me thinking lot deeper in
Myself, see check the battle log catalogs
My demons all my battle scars, what?
I had to fall guess I'm tattered flawed
I'm not mad at all in fact it's sadder thoughts
But being real isn't really real less I start a reel post a film
See if could care way less about designer
Put less stress on my providers
Just to save a couple dollars
Or
See life looks so appealing
Living tops of buildings how they live it
Taking pictures with the #soindifferent
I'm out living and its vivid
Get it,I'm taking pictures you won't get it
Got it
See I don't worry bout next thing
If I put all my caution in the same basket that's a coffin
That's gone need more than a halls to stop it
My morals is like a lozenges
To those who prefer the logic

I'm knowing they Microscopic
I throw em in im melodic
I sit lonely beside her affixed
On the divider What's up?

Oh I see they want the old me
The old me is no mo
They we're tryna control me
Set free on my own
Yup free on my own
See the old me is no mo
They we're tryna control, troll me

Yup R.I.P my dog
Release in digital so if you seeking physical
I must submit to you that all my thinking's odd
That's everyday and where I stay heard all the thinkers are
But I could go an get ice cream
Yeah I could spend that cash later
On a rad chaser, know it's got flavor
Out later tryna out race it Cause its outrageous
Sound stages with the loud players that arouse stasis
Mild cases left my mind racing And mild tasting
Out chasing eyes out for danger while the count raises
Power rangers played from TV stations in my grandma basement
While they pacing outside making places and your body vacant
Round chambers circles built for praying, think he got Angel
Sound waving hoping that embracing keep me out them papers
Ground tasers from a blue count stranger
Cause you kno the new round table
Never meets with our neighbors
I'll say it
I'm just saying I should end it with the statement R.I.P my dog
Yup cause that's exactly what you want