Lyrics to The Number You Have Dialed Is Not In Service
Fallin' apart
You might've thought I was playing a part in the art I've created
But most of the words reflect what's happened or what is waiting to start happenin'
I keep on damagin' myself, tryna fill the void
With all this water 'round my neck, I'm 'bout to drip until I drown
All these drugs up in my nose, I taste the drip, that shit's so sour
All these cars that I bought either don't start or they got impounded
Pursue the American dream, the nightmare's what I doubted
Catch a flight to London or I'll catch a flight to Lyon
Show my face in public, show another one at home
See my name on the marquee, letters falling down
Littering a cold dark street somewhere downtown
Soon as I reached cloud nine, it started stormin'
Heavy thunderstorms in every city that I'm tourin'
Life ain't like a rap video, that's just a warnin'
Hopin' to see the sun when I wake up in the mornin'
All this misery, misery, misery, fuck
Look at my history, no mystery where I might end up, just shut up
Don't wanna hear it, it's my decision
May be my last words so just please listen
So long, it's been torture bein' here
So gone, getting high been how I cope with fear
Same song and I'm sick of singin' it
Let me move on, it's for my benefit
But come one, come all to my downfall
Bear witness to everything that I can't solve
My therapist made me promise before I end it all
That her phone would be the one I choose to call, crying, asking
"Is it really worth it?
What's beneath the surface or behind the curtain?"
Really don't think I wanna take this any further
Made one last attempt to figure out my purpose
I called her phone, it said not in service
When life gets hard (Gets hard)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on)
Even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car (Push the car)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on, not in service)
When life gets hard (Gets hard)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on)
Even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car (Push the car)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on)
You might've thought I was playing a part in the art I've created
But most of the words reflect what's happened or what is waiting to start happenin'
I keep on damagin' myself, tryna fill the void
With all this water 'round my neck, I'm 'bout to drip until I drown
All these drugs up in my nose, I taste the drip, that shit's so sour
All these cars that I bought either don't start or they got impounded
Pursue the American dream, the nightmare's what I doubted
Catch a flight to London or I'll catch a flight to Lyon
Show my face in public, show another one at home
See my name on the marquee, letters falling down
Littering a cold dark street somewhere downtown
Soon as I reached cloud nine, it started stormin'
Heavy thunderstorms in every city that I'm tourin'
Life ain't like a rap video, that's just a warnin'
Hopin' to see the sun when I wake up in the mornin'
All this misery, misery, misery, fuck
Look at my history, no mystery where I might end up, just shut up
Don't wanna hear it, it's my decision
May be my last words so just please listen
So long, it's been torture bein' here
So gone, getting high been how I cope with fear
Same song and I'm sick of singin' it
Let me move on, it's for my benefit
But come one, come all to my downfall
Bear witness to everything that I can't solve
My therapist made me promise before I end it all
That her phone would be the one I choose to call, crying, asking
"Is it really worth it?
What's beneath the surface or behind the curtain?"
Really don't think I wanna take this any further
Made one last attempt to figure out my purpose
I called her phone, it said not in service
When life gets hard (Gets hard)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on)
Even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car (Push the car)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on, not in service)
When life gets hard (Gets hard)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on)
Even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car (Push the car)
Keep on marchin' on (Keep on marchin' on)
