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letra de ~ hope. - jim dollard

[intro]

you don’t have to be addicted to any chemical to have a problem
if you look at the top three reasons for young people p-ssing away
it’s accidents, homicides and suicides, and all of them
are related to drugs and alcohol abuse

yeah, things aren’t the same any more
sh-t changes way too fast…

[hook]

it’s cold out, should’ve brought my coat with me
zoned out, been feeling down lately
grown out, lost friends to drugs, i’ve been
holed up, tryna’ warm my soul ’cause it’s
it’s cold out, should’ve brought my coat with me
zoned out, hoping, hoping

[verse 1]

get together at the weekend (haha!)
haven’t seen you in a while bro, make it worthwhile
no joke, don’t choke, some c0ke, maybe a toke or two
sh-t’s different now ain’t it? don’t see each other half as much
don’t even know what to discuss, don’t wanna make a fuss
i’m just missing us, i just miss the buzz, i feel empty and cold (cold, cold)
we all took different roads getting older, school finished quick
now i’m stuck with no pay cheques, days get wrecked when you’re living this basic
basically alive but i’m not living, days long, life’s short as the plot thickens
reality’s getting gone at the weekends, i’m just glad we’re still tied at our weak ends
nod, force my lips up in a face crease
more thoughts bottled to my head than the police
like how i’m lonely missing y’all through these long weeks
or we’re connected now only by a drug fix

[hook]

[verse 2]

i’m tryna’ figure when it changed, separate ways, nothing was the same
trends come fast, start surp-ssing our living ways
day to day, here to stay, habits form, deform
views decay, pill – pop, thrill stop, snort like bebop
short term depart, long term depart, write for these hearts
people dying from this sh-t
friends relying on this sh-t
won’t admit it when it’s pitted against em’ like:
“nah not me, won’t happen, won’t be the one”, it’s natural but a time bomb waiting to go
just praying that the close ones escape the blow
is that what it takes? i get the shakes when i think about our lifestyles
too many snakes, hiding in the gr-ss, long, wild
youth’s defiled, venom in the sh-t exposed, kid’s getting f-cked up by the norms imposed
so we’re getting f-cked up, makes sense i suppose
sense of self in a comatose, self – medicated in a hazy dose
connecting by a medium, receiving our connection
connecting by delirium, deceiving our connection

[hook]

it’s cold out, should’ve brought my coat with me
zoned out (zoned out), been feeling down lately
grown out, lost friends to drugs, i’ve been
holed up, tryna’ warm my soul ’cause it’s
it’s cold out (hoping), should’ve brought my coat with me
zoned out, hoping, hoping

it’s cold out (hoping), should’ve brought my coat with me
zoned out, hoping, hoping, hoping…

- jim dollard

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