Covert Discretion (Explicit)

Convert discretion in a hotel room

Ain't it always the same

Another gig now got an achin' head

And I'm back on display

Ain't no thing though all the fans agree we killed it tonight

Back at the hotel watching CNN still scared for my life

So where is the party going on

It's no fair to make me stay alone

Down in the lobby there's a couple left

Have them buy me a round

I'm your best friend I'm your superstar

Yeah I'm down with the brown

We in the bathroom let's be super cool

You gotta a little bit left

What a special thing I'm your trophy boy

Get the f**k out my face

You will go home satisfied

I'll be blacked out for the night

In the morning I can't remember I can't remember a thing

I'm on the bus now

They won't look at me man it's always the same

I'm a broken why can't you see

Can't you give me your hand

No I'm the bad guy don't appreciate can't you see who I am

I'm on my last leg I can't see

I wasn't trying to blow your fantasy

Another chance now I'm on the stage again

But this time I don't fly

You all just left me just walked away. Alone up there to die.

It was the next day got a couple calls making sure I'm alive

Man you gotta end this just walk away Your money or your life.

So save your judgments for someone else

And be grateful I saved me from myself

F**k you all I gotta reason to live

And I never gonna die

F**k you all I gotta reason to live

And I never gonna die

F**k you all I gotta reason to live

And I never gonna die

F**k you all I gotta reason to live

And I never gonna die