I Have Never Told A Lie

At least not the white one.
The grey ones in between.
Crack in my ears, corduroy jeans.
Headspace got me tripping, going underground.
Sleeping with the fishes, 1 ounce and 2 pounds.
Rolling in circles, spinning like a rat.
Dolly, keep my change underneath my ball cap.
I'm deep in a trance.
I gotta break free.
Knowing what I know and being who I be.
Staying in this weekend,
is what I want to do.
Up late trying to create,
anything I want to.
I won't keep you long.
We'll soon meet again.
Don't crying, I'll pop in every now and then.

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