Finer Things

I'm a ghost, ghost, ghost

Okay its time to silence all the nay says

What they say will never phase

May 2017, I'm a day late but not a dollar short

I keep the stakes raised

'Cause life is a gamble

You win and you lose

Cut down at the handle

I'm feeling so useless

But I'ma use this, fuck the excuses

Sever the loose ends, staying elusive

Ah, stress 'til the Sun comes up

Undress but I feel no love

Never blessed I'm fucked I'm a mess I'm a fuckin' wreck

Point your fingers better fuckin' check

That you ain't one that's just like me

Only difference is you chase dead dreams

And the indifference is interfering with my visions, Déjà vu

Never wanna relive this

Shit that I been through

What I'm into, is never in you

Were never on the same page, stress ensues

Another chapter fades, break pencils yeah

And my issues stay

Put 'em in a bottle but I'm keepin' it at bay

I sink in the sand or I drift in the waves

And I just wanna say that

I'm chasing the finer things

The finer things

I'm chasing the finer things

And in you I didn't find a fucking thing

I didn't find a thing

I didn't find a thing

I didn't find a thing

I apologize for the upset

I got sorry eyes cause of unrest

I'm on a land slide I got nothing left

I keep my hands tied to my fucking chest

'Cause life is a gamble

You win and you lose

Cut down at the handle

I'm feeling so useless

But I'ma use this, fuck the excuses

Sever the loose ends, staying elusive

Ah, good times come my way

Used to have 'em but they seemed to fade

Growing up is such a fucking daze

One day you're 16 the rest is haze

I got blood stains and an empty heart

Tormented soul, bones fall apart

With a clouded vision left in the dark

My sense is missing but you never listened

You only care about you

I don't really think I even care about you

People change in a day's instant

Then you wonder why I became so distant

Then you wonder why were inconsistent

With our feelings, feeling so rinsed

And washed out, I miss the start

It began so simple but the time grew stale

Lets end it civil

Don't even start with the "I miss you" s

Sometimes I don't even really get you

Sometimes I don't even wanna miss you

Sometimes I wish that I never knew you

And my issues stay

Put 'em in a bottle but I'm keepin' it at bay

I sink in the sand or I drift in the waves

And I just wanna say that

I'm chasing the finer things

I'm chasing the finer things

The finer things

I'm chasing the finer things

And in you I didn't find a fucking thing

I didn't find a thing

I didn't find a thing

I didn't find a thing

I'm chasing the finer things

The finer things

I'm chasing the finer things

And in you I didn't find a fucking thing

I didn't find a thing

I didn't find a thing

I didn't find a thing