(Hook)

Show me a man with no skeletons in the closet

You know me as a man whose presence has costed

So hold up a flag and show your strength’s what it wasn’t

Have a moment of lament for this selfish young prodigal

(Bridge)

It’s the places we go, and the things we do and see

The choices that we make, that make us who we be

Does that make me just a bonafide bastard

If that’s the case, guess I shoulda rolled the dice faster

(Verse 1)

Last night man I had the dream again

Travelled back to that time, in the cab at 3am

That night was an L, when I outstayed my welcome

Let the souls down, and now just a runaway felon

Tossed the evidence in the trash by the bus stop

So it ain’t look suspicious that i only

Dodged the mugshot

Times like these I’d prefer a blaze of gunshots

Let me out my misery, so I face when the fun stops

Kept up all night by a fucked up mistrial

Ego was crushed by that hammer of a half smile

Felt like a champion but neglected all the risks

So that moment had to cost my self respect after this

Hellions through my head when I try recapture this

The memories turned me to grey goose and tanqueray

And those ain’t even nights when the worst come back to plague

Words I had to say, coulda won with better ways

But I took it in my own hands, and so the blood remains

But at the same time, I had fortune in my corner

When the folks turned a blind eye, so I ran with the warning

My man backed down, but left the weight of the torture

And I couldn’t explain, cause I was shaking from his orders

The grief was achieved, and my man was ganging up on me

Grabbed my affairs, took the passage out rapidly

Lucky that the whistle wasn’t blown to my family

(Hook)

Show me a man with no skeletons in the closet

You know me as a man whose presence has costed

So hold up a flag and show your strength’s what it wasn’t

Have a moment of lament for this selfish young prodigal

Show me a man with no skeletons in the closet

You know me as a man whose presence has costed

So hold up a flag and show your strength’s what it wasn’t

Have a moment of lament for this selfish young prodigal

(Verse 2)

It’s the places we go, and the things we do and see

The choices that we make, that make us who we be

Does that make me just a bonafide bastard

If that’s the case, guess I should roll the dice faster

The faces we know, what we wouldn’t do to be

That you won’t see in your head, until after you deceive

Vows that you break are the steps up to disaster

That leads up to when guilt becomes the master

Held down by the weight of my words

The nagins i’ve necked, and the parents let down

My girl that I hurt, told me that’s the last time

So those regrets in my life, are from words that weren’t mine

Things I shoulda said, didn’t sound good in my head

Then I came around and tried to earn back respect

But my girl’s back was turned and all my texts went unread

Now she sleeps sound, while I don’t no where to lay my bed

So with those wild swarms I’m left as a prodigal

Wallowing in pity, no calls to the hospital

Lay my bed there in the eye of the storm

No beauty to be seen, with the beholder off till morn

When the sun shines again, I’ll endure with my wanders

Darken new doorways and be killed or get stronger

Next phase acceptance, just face I’m a monster

Cause a new leaf ain’t something that the wretched can conjure

But maybe on that night, I mighta overthought the reasons

That mood mighta pushed me further back into my feelings

It ain’t that bad, mistakes make us human beings

But that’s a lie, only 19 but my mind is older

Shoulda made her wifey instead of what I told her

Shoulda been a man so she could cry on my shoulder

No beauty in this storm, or the eye of the beholder

To lament, from the horse’s mouth, I apologise

11th hour now, but I’m still ostracised

Gotta pay my dues, got business to optimise

People walk by as I’m repenting for the rogue days

Worry bout old enemies, and haunt on my old pains

If I ain’t hurt my girl, would she be my soulmate

It ain’t her fault she found solace with her old flame

Why I take cocaine, when joy ain’t hard to locate

I need second thoughts from neighbours as I pray on all them cold days

(Hook)

Show me a man with no skeletons in the closet

You know me as a man whose presence has costed

So hold up a flag and show your strength’s what it wasn’t

Have a moment of lament for this selfish young prodigal

Show me a man with no skeletons in the closet

You know me as a man whose presence has costed

So hold up a flag and show your strength’s what it wasn’t

Have a moment of lament for this selfish young prodigal

(Bridge)

It’s the places we go, and the things we do and see

The choices that we make, that make us who we be

Does that make me just a bonafide bastard

If that’s the case, guess I shoulda rolled the dice faster