Brody

'87 Benz
I just sit back, I hit the gas
Ride through the wasteland, broken down buildings and piles of trash
I moved as far away as I could to get away from the past
I'm just a scavenger looking for copper and metal to scrap

And I don't wanna be that, but I don't wanna be that
Pack up my bags like "don't worry, I'ma be back"
Can't find no home, I can't find anywhere that I wanna be at
Home's where the heart is but I'm fucking heartless so that don't mean jack

Kill my throat from all this nicotine and vapor I inhale
I never used to but this stress got me not doing well
Work so much but this self motivation, it can be hell
I roll my mary and I just put myself up in a spеll

My weak brittle bones, I need phosphorus
I just need somе love, but I can't foster it
And I do what I love, but I just lost the bliss
They only show the love when it’s posthumous

Tell me what it means
Tell me what it means
Tell me your train of thought when you shut yourself off from me
Save it, please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me
I don't know what it was but something's been off with me
And I don't wanna be that, but I don't wanna be that
Pack up my bags like "don't worry, I'ma be back"
Can't find no home, I can't find anywhere that I wanna be at
Home's where the heart is but I'm fucking heartless so that don't mean jack