Under The Bodhi

Produced by Chxse Bank Mixed by Newborn Noise Mastering by Nick McHugh Graphic Design by Tommy G. Follow Tommy G. on social media Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tommygrhymes/ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@tommygrhymes Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tommygrhymes Lyrics: Endless hours, scentless flowers Sentence flow, end his woes Hopeless journey, love gets dirty Bye, bye, bye little birdie My brains on fire with the same quagmire We sat by the fire and her sapphire eyes turned to satire Tell me why do you admire? I feel kinda like a flat tire, flat choir or a bad hire Yeah, I’m really sad tired Cryo-sleep but I don’t shed a tear When the high-lows peak know the end is near I’m above and beyond Play drums but can’t kick the feeling That it has been eons of dealing with bullshit I’m gunna fix it with a bullet Barrel to my cranium, probably ‘bout to pull it Little hard to cope with the drugs gone Lately I’ve been scraping all my love songs It’s a blue world, all these questions loaded Wish I blew up but I just imploded I’ve just been sinking, I drown in my sorries I’ve just been thinking are we a mess? Or are we just blessed? Or partly possessed? A starry eyed sinner whose drinking his stress And I don’t even know how its supposed to go Can we dance around? Can you hold me down? I’m under the Bodhi, its time to get going Gotta play ‘till the coda Finally feeling well, Fargo but I ain't in North Dakota I be bankin’ on ya baby Now I’m in withdrawal from the Oxycontin 80 My homeostasis stays on the suicide If that’s the question, is it do or die? Nah, it's do and die, who I am? Wonder why my feelings hurt I’m real unsure of anything and everything Ooo, find the keys to existence Fire all my pistons but my pianos missing I dunno why I’m so upset I’m shaking all the sodas ‘cause life is a prank Go attack ya from the flank Everything at steak Yeah for heaven’s sake I’m just praying for a break Shh, Let me get my sleep Should I count on you? Or should I count my sheep? Endless hours, scentless flowers Sentence flow, end his woes Hopeless journey, love gets dirty Bye, bye, bye little birdie I really like your face but your frequency hertz Get a little taste of how to vis-à-vis works Fireworks from the get go My lovers got an attitude but how can I be mad at you? On, on, on like ellipsis Her lips be a little like a pixies Round and round we go like a fixie Can you fix my heart quickly? Can you fix my heart quickly? Man, my lovers got an attitude I’ve just been sinking, I drown in my sorries I’ve just been thinking are we a mess? Or are we just blessed? Or partly possessed? A starry eyed sinner whose drinking his stress I’m under the Bodhi, its time to get going