Creek Stones

Brandon no, one, has ever, been, like you

Wake up in the morning and I
Get straight to my grind oxymoron afternoon
I twist the stick up and unwind
Night time riding
City light be shining lightly off my eyes
I pour up another cup to keep
Some shit up off my mind
All the time, I be getting high
I'm still out my mind
Living life, I've been living life
Tryna live it right
When I die, if I'm still alive
I'm on the other side
In my eyes, nothing matters, still
I find a reason why
Still, I try to find the meaning
Reading in between the lines
In the sky, I see the moon
It touch me gently every night
Feel the breeze across my face to
Let me know I'm still alive
Used to be the one to stress, now
I get checks up to my eyes, to my eyes

Things went bad from the moment when
I stepped in that line
Knowing that I'm only there to
Maybe catch your eye
It gets me so high every time
Maybe I should just focus
On myself this time why did you slip by?

No, one, has ever, been, like you