Lyrics
I left my name in blood on the bathroom stall
I left a permanent mark, symbolized by my name written in blood on a bathroom stall.
I stayed on the streets at night and I heard the city call
I spent nights outdoors, and the urban environment called out to me.
Done all the drugs, blasted graffiti on the wall
I have experienced the use of various drugs and left my mark through graffiti on walls.
Wouldn't trade it for a second chance at it all
Despite the challenges, I wouldn't exchange these experiences for another opportunity.
Bloodshot eyes not done yet
My eyes are tired and bloodshot, but the journey is not over.
Not enough not enough no
Expressing a feeling of insufficiency or inadequacy.
I'm not done yet provin' it
I am still proving myself and my worth.
Not enough
Reiterating the sense of inadequacy or lack.
Not enough no
Emphasizing the feeling of not having enough.
I broke the street lights with a 45 felt so alive and I
I damaged street lights with a firearm, feeling a rush of vitality.
Haven't been reckless in a long time ain't been sober in a long time
Acknowledging a period of recklessness and a prolonged absence of sobriety.
We took too many pills and watched our eyes go back and forth that night
Recalling a time when excessive pill consumption led to peculiar eye movements.
We found out that the bay kills we had to give up on that life
Realizing the harmful effects of a particular lifestyle and deciding to abandon it.
Bloodshot eyes not done yet
Reiteration of tired and bloodshot eyes, suggesting persistence despite challenges.
Not enough not enough no
Expressing a sense of insufficiency, similar to earlier lines.
I'm not done yet provin' it
Continuing the theme of proving oneself and not being done yet.
Not enough
Repeating the idea of not having enough, emphasizing a recurring sentiment.
Not enough no, no
Reiterating the insufficiency or lack of fulfillment.
Bloodshot eyes not done yet
Restating the physical condition of bloodshot eyes and the ongoing journey.
Not enough not enough no
Reemphasizing the feeling of not having enough, a recurring theme in the lyrics.
I'm not done yet provin' it
Continuing the narrative of proving oneself and not being satisfied.
Not enough
Reiteration of the theme of inadequacy or insufficiency.
Not enough no
Repeating the sentiment of not having enough, closing the lyrics with a consistent theme.
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