Drowning in Blue

Always on the move, cash in my hand. Living out of

bags, I don't sleep, just stand. Used to run the block with

the boys till dawn. Now I got meetings in cities I'm counting on.

House to car, car to plane. I got too much on me, can't complain.

You spin around like it's some kind of game. But this door stays shut and

I lost the key again. I got no choice, I drown the

pain in blue. She drives me home like it's all she can do.

So much weight in my chest melting to booze. Tell me how long till I