Wunderkind from The Reckoning by Huck Fin

Chords: *Capo 4* (Chorus) G, C, Em, Am (Verse) G, C, Am

I gotta save the world but right now I working up some good vibes

Half an ounce on the couch just smoking, begging please don’t blow my high!

I read the smoke like a horoscope, in the chaos I’m trying to find

Something good enough to pass for an answer

To the reason I’m not satisfied



Depression.

I walk where no one follows me so I can be alone without dragging down the colony

The shame is my apology

I walk alone on this boulevard of my psychology

Yeah, well I guess you know what’s the deal

But I work hard to describe how bad I really feel

I’m sick, I’m sad, I’m teal

Stoned and saying nothing’s real

That’s one high pitch, I must be banging on the glockenspiel

The end is nigh, fat lady sanging like a cockatiel

I don’t want to die but shit, I think that’s how my chakras feel



I gotta save the world but right now I’m drinking off some bad vibes

Couple pints in the gut just chillin, begging for some peace of mind

For me the drink ain’t no enemy, but it sure as hell ain’t no friend of mine

Catch me throwing fists as I’m fighting the evening, see my ass kicked by the morning time!



Every night I say I I’m gonna drop the shit, good riddance

And every day I wake up searching pockets for a pittance

See me standing, sitting, maybe pacing tandem with them

Racing hands, sober demands that I’ll eventually give in

It’s the circle that I live in, fuck it I built it myself!

This is the product of too much time and declining mental health

I know my life is full of wealth, but the gratitude is absent

So shadows of myself collude to kick me to the casket

Shoulder blame like Carole Baskin, who’s the real victim here?

Lean on molecular action, protect me from my fears

I’m feeding cinnamon to simpletons who simps until it’s militant

I’m the debutant of getting what I want and that’s cognitive dissonance

And each morning feels like a pistol whip, and each evening I’m getting fucking lit

And its demons that I been fucking with, it ain’t fucking it

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