Lyrics:
Yea I hate being sober
Good gas thats the fucking odor
Popping all these pills till it's over
I'll be gone by October
Higher than the fucking Mars
the music
I promise that I ain't lose it
Collecting all them blues I forgot about the acoustics
They was tryna count me out but I'm never gone let em do it
cause you don't believe me
Now I'm left stuck in here still reminiscing
I hate the end of October
I hate the end of October
Cause that's when we fell in
months feels too long
But you don't, but you don't, come on by
And you won't, tell me why
I miss your blue eyes looking at, looking at October skies
I
trust me again
Let her cry in my arms till its seven AM
Then wake up all alone up in my bed again
Everybody falls in love in october
Everybody falls in
this old house has a beating heart for two
Then its chambers can restore me to you
Until then
I will sit here in my October blues
If by spring you have
trips?
Pullin’ strings in this bitch like acoustics
Stack some money on the table
Them is BlueStrips,
Keep some dimes in my stable
Ain’t no loose lips,
a record with Common Sense
Cause it's the music, the blues, it's the jazz, it's acoustics
Soul, Rock and Roll, the hip-hop that we producin', yea
It's
I knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, 'cause I get respect, I bet you
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew
do a record with common sense
Cause its the music, its blues, its jazz, its acoustics
Soul, rock and roll the hip hop we be producing yea
It's
hand but please remember
I'm really not a great dancer
Oh, how did I
Get caught by your eye?
We fell in love now in October
Now here we are homecoming
in fall
That's why even in October, I get blues
Drowning myself, thinking 'bout you
Funny how I hate it that I hurt you
Never meant to, don't deserve
My Muse
Golden plated skins, sunsets in the wind, fire in the ring and jewels on your skin. Your ocean blue eyes wooing me inside like bait you
why I hate being sober, I fucked up my head in October
The devil inside of my head getting closer and closer, he told me it's gonna be over
Nigga I'm
screwed
Fuck it I'm going acoustic (Syke)
Blue balls never got 'em ever
Cus god damn a nigga is too clever
I barely beat it no Michael Jackson
I'm
too loud
Take me into your room
Your neck is black and blue
Who’s the girl who’s fucking you
I hate that I don’t have a clue
Oh (woah) oh
Oh (woah) oh
OCTOBER IS SO IN-BETWEEN
October is so in-between.
Change is in the air --
A temperamental balance of two extremes.
Green leaves side by side with
behind her
And smack it like E Honda
And please don't hate on me
When you see me with Kiana
Cause she wilder than Nirvana
And colder than your honor
and crystal blue eyes
Saying that you love her but it feels like such a lie
Well he's the best friend and he knows me inside out
Tells me that he loves me
Should've known
You would leave
That's exactly what my friends told me
I was blinded by love
At least that's what I thought it was
I got you in my rear view
Louis blues
I got the blues, got the blues
Got the blues, got the St. Louis blues
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down
I hate to see the evenin' sun go
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
up with a new click
Think you tight, they give you new sticks
Test the street acoustics
Get you with the knuckle, you be leaving with a blue lip
I'm
, got the St. Louis blues
I got the blues, got the blues
Got the blues, got the St. Louis blues
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down
I hate to see
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