20$ At the Door - J.P.

I can't escape it I'm never gonna make it out of this in time I guess that's just fine I'm not there quite yet My thoughts, such a mess Like a little boy What you runnin' for? Run at the door Anyone home? Have I lost it all? Struck me like a chord I'm an ugly boy Holdin' out the night Lonely after light You begged me not to go Sinkin' like a stone Use me like an oar And get yourself to shore A bang at the door Anyone home? That's just what they do Right in front of you Like a cannonball Slammin' through your wall In their face, I saw What they're fightin' for I can't escape it I'm never gonna make it 'til the end, I guess Struck me like a chord I'm an ugly boy Holdin' out the night Lonely after light Bangin' on the door I don't wanna know Sinkin' like a stone So use me like an oar Hard to fight what I can't see Not tryna build no dynasty I can't see beyond this wall But we lost this game So many times before Lying on the cold floor I'll be waiting, yeah I'll be waiting from the other side Waiting for the tide to rise Lying on the cold floor I'll be waiting, yeah I'll be waiting from the other side Waiting for the tide to rise

We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We live in the city of norms, Spoon-fed from the day that we were born. Yet the clown, He promissed a balloon To get us closer to the moon. When there's hunger at the door We start heading for the stars What we're looking for we can't define, Not this time. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We wear this city's uniform And even the hungry girls can't keep our kicks warm. The clown, He sold us a balloon To get us closer to the moon. One day when boredom hits us hard We start heading for the stars. What we're looking for we can't define, Like it was Maria who was always on our mind. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line.