2nd In Command
I’ll Be Alright In The Morning
Verse 1:
“Where’d all your happiness go?
Feels like your stagnating, taking it slow
Maybe it’s bad dating, cut off, you’ll grow”
Tell me something that I don’t know
If it wasn’t for this, I would’ve died a long time ago
Your words are a cyst, assisting everything I fear and loathe
You’re getting me pissed, applying pressure, it’ll never show
I fucking hate the butterflies, but I’m buried in marigolds
Lying in the flowerbed
Need somewhere to rest my head
I’ll be alright in the morning
Chorus:
Hate my guts, it hurts, I’ll gеt over it
Break my trust, it hurts, I’ll get ovеr it
Just load up a file, stay there a while
Master the tape til it’s long as the Nile
I’ll be alright in the morning
Verse 2:
Flying on a cloud I created myself
The smoke that passed my lips, the sun I kissed
Sedated myself
I forget my troubles, making a bubble
I see the stars, give a fistbump to Hubble
Fuck your assumptions
Luna looks so seductive
Turned my high into something
Cherub’s in the air, with the cherries on the ground
Telling Cupid that I’m good, he’s a fan of my sound
He’s a fan of my work, bro, it’s kind of annoying
Bought every mixtape, my shit, he’s enjoying
Give a pat on the back and a wave, I continue my ascent
In my efforts to make it mean more then it meant
I’m dabbing up God, he’s kind and fair, he’s a 100 Gecs fan
And he’s every sex, she’s every gender at once
Everybody’s a chameleon in Heaven
Lying in a cloudy bed
Need somewhere to rest my head
I’ll be alright in the morning
Chorus:
Hate my guts, it hurts, I’ll get over it
Break my trust, it hurts, I’ll get over it
Just load up a file, stay there a while
Master the tape til it’s long as the Nile
I’ll be alright in the morning