Alternative Routes
Despite the light creeping in
I am blind as I begin
To pick up a pen to etch it in
Just a kid looking in
At the insides of my own head
What do I know, where have I been?
Too far from home, counting sins
Wish I could trade ‘em for Benjamins
Then again can't buy happiness
It happens to some, others chase it
Captain of my storms when I blaze it
Mastered the chaos; made it a maze
More lost than before
Not much more I can take
Before I break I breath and say
Thank God for the day, a blank page
Good place to lay my crazy down
Sorry for what it smudges out
All my intentions on the ground
Lost my way trying to puzzle it out
Please take alternative routes
Insight I scribble out quickly
Before I lose sight swiftly
These storms morph and follow me
Is it Satan or Jesus knocking?
I keep glock cocked; doors locked
Paranoia in my bloods mud
Scream bloody Mary when the reaper comes
Till then silence cause I'm creeping up
Reaching for familia to fill my cup
Full of love the rest will dry you up
Leave you begging blind and dumb
Mine held whiskey way too much
These days it's water; mommas love
Never thought she'd be around growing up
Thank God for the day, a blank page
Good place to lay my crazy down
Sorry for what it smudges out
All my intentions on the ground
Lost my way trying to puzzle it out
Please take alternative routes
I'm not an easy place to lay trust in
Covered in rust, troubled and done in
That’s just the cover so judge it and
You’ll miss the history between
It's fragile pages, thinned out from
Thumbing through all I've been through
It won't be wasted, this story's not done
I'm the one to blame for what gets jotted
Down, burned out, left rotting in the sun
Thank God for the day, a blank page
Good place to lay my crazy down
Sorry for what it smudges out
All my intentions on the ground
Lost my way trying to puzzle it out
Please take alternative routes
I am blind as I begin
To pick up a pen to etch it in
Just a kid looking in
At the insides of my own head
What do I know, where have I been?
Too far from home, counting sins
Wish I could trade ‘em for Benjamins
Then again can't buy happiness
It happens to some, others chase it
Captain of my storms when I blaze it
Mastered the chaos; made it a maze
More lost than before
Not much more I can take
Before I break I breath and say
Thank God for the day, a blank page
Good place to lay my crazy down
Sorry for what it smudges out
All my intentions on the ground
Lost my way trying to puzzle it out
Please take alternative routes
Insight I scribble out quickly
Before I lose sight swiftly
These storms morph and follow me
Is it Satan or Jesus knocking?
I keep glock cocked; doors locked
Paranoia in my bloods mud
Scream bloody Mary when the reaper comes
Till then silence cause I'm creeping up
Reaching for familia to fill my cup
Full of love the rest will dry you up
Leave you begging blind and dumb
Mine held whiskey way too much
These days it's water; mommas love
Never thought she'd be around growing up
Thank God for the day, a blank page
Good place to lay my crazy down
Sorry for what it smudges out
All my intentions on the ground
Lost my way trying to puzzle it out
Please take alternative routes
I'm not an easy place to lay trust in
Covered in rust, troubled and done in
That’s just the cover so judge it and
You’ll miss the history between
It's fragile pages, thinned out from
Thumbing through all I've been through
It won't be wasted, this story's not done
I'm the one to blame for what gets jotted
Down, burned out, left rotting in the sun
Thank God for the day, a blank page
Good place to lay my crazy down
Sorry for what it smudges out
All my intentions on the ground
Lost my way trying to puzzle it out
Please take alternative routes