Closing

Tablecloths, do we even use them anymore (Anymore)
 The surface is covered with stains, brush the crumbs to the floor
 It's so simple yet so, so hard (So, so hard)
 Hoping we playing some golf, cause I feel below par (Ah)
 Wooden floors, baseboards creak beneath my feet
 13 years later, I still hear the sound in my dreams (13 years later, I still hear the sound in my dreams)
 It's so simple, yet so, so far (Mm)
 Will I make it back (I make it back)
 That's what I'd like to know (Yeah)
 Heaven or Hell (Heaven or Hell)
 I know both well (I know, I know)
 Either way, I'm afraid of leaving
 But I'm ok with never breathing
 How do I write that show
 That's what I'd like to know
 Running through the house, trampoline in the grass
 Skip the stairs, hit the gravel, it's a scene that'll last
 Short legs, jump high past the edge
 Ain't it funny, nowadays, I just creep on the ledge
 Soaring in the sky, too scared of the flips, so I kick
 Tryna be a TMNT
 It's the double O's baby, 7 ain't hit yet so I only care about where the grass green
 Heading inside, playing games with the others
 Trying so hard just to beat my brother
 Budokai 3 on the PS
 2 rounds, run it back again
 Grab a Poptart from the kitchen
 I just want to play forever here
 With the waterbed and the glass that's clear
 But I gotta go home (But I gotta go home)
 But I gotta go home
 Heaven or Hell (Heaven or Hell)
 I know both well (I know, I know)
 Either way, I'm afraid of leaving
 But I'm ok with never breathing
 How do I write that show
 That's what I'd like to know
 Oo-oo oo-oo
 Oo-oo oo-oo
 Oo-oo-oo
 Oo-oo-oo
 Numbers added up, I can't pick my speed
 Gale force winds or a light breeze
 I messed up my knee, Kyrie, and I got back
 Never felt the same but the same's where it's not at (Same's where it's not at)
 More life but I'll save it for an album (An album)
 My decisions hanging in the middle like I'm Malcolm (Like I'm Malcolm)
 Try to keep in touch with everyone but what's the outcome (What's the outcome)
 Take another loss then I start to fizzle out from the real world
 As if mine's better
 These are not dreams so I am fed up
 Every time I feel right, man, I just end up on the floor
 Hit my boy Jay for some real talk
 Hit my boy Los when I feel lost (Ayo Jay, ay, ay Los)
 Hit my boy Scooch when it pops off (Scooch, what up)
 Shout out to my family too
 The Democracy, name of my crew
 Firmway be the gang and you know I love you (I love you)
 I could have a million folks around and it wouldn't help
 Godmother, mother of God's house, top shelf
 I'm paranoid about a Sunday afternoon
 Cause this ain't the first gone too soon (Damn)
 This is dedicated to my Auntie Heather
 Forever to my heart, you will always tether
 I was so caught up in the daily lethargy that I didn't take the time to make sure you'd remember me
 Heaven or Hell (Heaven or Hell)
 I know both well (I know, I know)
 Either way, I'm afraid of leaving
 But I'm ok with never breathing
 How do I write that show
 That's what I'd like to know
 Heaven or, Heaven (Heaven, Heaven)
 Heaven or, Heaven (Heaven, Heaven)