1.0 rich SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com 400 100% another melancholy plotpee song produce by The Theorist sitting alone in the cat room time tick by cant remember like past june caught you by surprise you’ve been living to fast boo everybody in your circle moving steadily past you never surprising when rain fall i missed it all just preparing stalled for the take off i claimed all air balled a shot in the napalm at least i got the money just enough for an 8 ball felt the crack in the spine it’s a cold world learned that in 2005 met a women she was practically the look of divine then her hands touching mine then i paid her no time i’m a mess an alcoholic a stale prophet a hell watcher climbing to the top it’s a tall mountain the hail popping praying for the stop even god laugh at the failed product i close my eyes and dream of times where i ain’t worried but monsters came outside and even chilling it get scary i gotta get back home i told the plug round 7:30 im always in a hurry a fix to slow it down i’m the clown prince of piss punks crying to the sounds it’s a burden to think that’s why i love the ice mixed with drink mr odd man out i begin to believe everybody got a purpose everybody but me sitting alone in the cat room i miss the sunrise in the shade of my past dues won’t compromise myself for a dollar of they wealth i’m gone up and start a scene like where my diet dr kelp heard a bang and boom give me all your bus change or im aiming to doom leave the blood stained in the walls of your room i think my mind is gone to something else sitting alone in the cat room sitting alone in the cat room https://i1.sndcdn.com/artworks-XQXzamVi40zJIsXA-UBKwhA-t500x500.jpg <![CDATA[<iframe width="100%" height="400" scrolling="no" frameborder="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?visual=true&url=https%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2007168123&show_artwork=true"></iframe>]]> Plotki https://soundcloud.com/plotki