Lyrics Horizon 2 Charlie - Big Sad

Sitting in Mickey Mouse's empire behind bars
Grand theft auto warrants and these stolen rental cars
And I'm about to rob this bank

Here's a tale that just poured out again and again
How everything starts with a drink, so let's not pretend
Let's not pretend who's gonna win
Let's not pretend who's gonna win
Let's not pretend who's gonna win

The dragon that lives deep inside has crushed me again
No heroes, no sorcerers, this identified sin
This dreadful sin, got fooled again
Got fooled again, got fooled again
These dreadful sins, unspeakable

The junkie eases down and bangs red highways in need
The baser's golden brillo scattered like tumbleweed
It's in my brain, it's in my vein, it is my pain
It's in my pain, It's in my brain, It's in my vein

The filthy waters flowing and it's the opposite of good
And the thugs keep fucking up my grandma's neighborhood
My neighborhood, "Hey bruh, what's good?"
Is this shit good?
What's really good?
No news is good, my neighborhood

Don't you know that you could of been something?
Now you're locked up like a dog, facing years in the pen
Don't you know you could have been something?
Don't you know you could have been something?

Lock Down
Shake down
Takedown

Lock Down
Shake down
Breakdown

Throwing riddles here and there
And sending signals everywhere on the radio
Were those strawberry fields a dream
Crash and burn with these broken wings

Well, they got me in a cell and it's my breath that I can smell
These fucking radios
Got a letter from a long lost friend, Tampa coming back again

Throwing riddles here and there
And sending signals everywhere on the radio
Were those strawberry fields a dream
Crash and burn with these broken wings

Well, they got me in a cell and it's my breath that I can smell
These fucking radios
Got a letter from a long lost friend
Tampa coming back again
Tampa coming back again
Tampa coming back again

Sitting in Mickey Mouse's empire behind bars
Grand theft auto warrants and these stolen rental cars
Sitting in Mickey Mouse's empire behind bars
Grand theft auto warrants and these stolen rental cars
The fires, the wires, the liars

St. Timothy, Monk Man, red doors, no plan
St. Timothy, Monk Man, pink bracelets, my hands
The fires, the liars, the wires