Mayborne - Missing In August

I'm a loner again
I'm a loner again
I'm a loner again
I'm a loner again
I'm a loner again
I'm a loner again
I'm a loner again
Yeah, uh

Missing in august
Missing in august
Missing in august
Missing in oh, woah
This is my damn tomb
This is what i call home
As i walk on these dark roads
Nobody even knows
What i fuckin' been through
They just wanna run to
Some on a highroad
They don't give a fuck 'bout you

On the way, i've been fuckin' running
Needing something better for this than a fuckin' run-in
Ah, all these niggas acting tough with puny guns and
I just want to have songs with some damn meaning again

I've been way-up by the way looking for a damn way
But even as i am searching nobody knows my name

I've been mayborne for too long
But i still can't write my songs
'cause i know that my
Procrastination proved me wrong

I don't this, no
I don't need you to know
Oh, when i come and go
I can't build my own home
you and i are not the same
You are here just for the fame
But i need my life to change
'cause i'm in a dark place
I'm in a dark place (i've been)

Missing in august
Missing in august
Missing in august
Missing in... oh
But you wanna talk about the world like
I've been there from the start, right
You don't even know where i am oh, no
Stop trying to be in my fucking zone

You just tryna act like you know me when you want me
Standing here i ain't got no homies got no buddies

Now everybody tryna sympathize
Now everybody standing in disguise
Imma take a guy for a bite
Imma take an eye for an eye

Look at me the same ways
Look at me the same ways
Imma make this game face
Everybody wanna act like a lame face
Look at me with a two-face, deface
I will never drop in on the steeple of the sheeple tryna make damn hopes for the people
I know how hard it must be to survive in the dark it is toxic and lethal

Imma make some ways to stay today today today today to pay it back
Imma bake some cake with the whey, the whey, the whey to say it's wack

They and i are not the same, 'cause at least i'll keep a brain
They use fucking ghostwriters but they could never feel my pain
I will keep my lyrics real so at least i know i deserve the pay
I could write about the hoes but i think i prefer to stay

Missing in august
Missing in august
Missing in august
Missing in... oh
But you wanna talk about the world like
I've been there from the start, right
You don't even know who i am oh, no
Stop tryna say we were fucking close