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[Verse 1]
Remember back in school, how
We broke all the rules?
Now, Jessie has a kid
And her parents split in two
Count me in if you're leaving
Class before the weekend
I’m no good at math
But I’m adding up the reasons
I can't fucking see them
Momma, I’m a heathen
Married to my demons
I want you to meet them
I always need hints these
Days, I’m not convinced
No, never confident
I can’t fucking pay my rent
Yeah, I’m the slowest learner
Marry, fuck, or murder
Panic, stress, or hurt, my
Dreams are getting further
Happens to the last picks
People stuck in traffic
I checked all the boxes
Nothing really matches
[Verse 2]
You remind me of my best friends
Back when I’d neglect them
I was such a fuck head
Actions are enough said
They still call me Lucas
Talk to me like truth is
Think I really do this
No, I’m feeling useless
Plan on coming home soon
Catching up on old news
Wonder what they told you
Let’s sit down and go through
Ryan’s fucking still sick
Hand is on the kill switch
Difference is he acts rich
Funnels people cash, it's
Darker than the basement
That’s what my “new place” is
Haven’t fuckin' made it
I can’t even taste it
Molly still comes over
She can’t let me go
And I hate being a loner
I stopped doing coke, sure
Everyone will hear that
Get the wrong idea, ask
Me about my problems
Luckily, that was not one
The problem's why I don’t, now
Trauma made me calm down
Hoping that you read this
Honesty’s my weakness