clarence pier

[Verse 1]

You either drift in the shadows

Or you’re paving the way

When the ember lights the silhouettes, Their faces fade

Stay locked to the glow, Or move with the wave

Found underground in the darkest room

Where the basement shakes

Know a couple people taking the pills

But the pain won’t go

Chasing the dreams but the fame won’t grow

You’re not alone, my therapist said, you’re not alone

You had your lows now reach for the sky

The higher the climb the steeper the dive

We scaled buildings and jumped off flights

Ran from the fight

Better follow behind

If they got a piece of you taking the pie

Slot away lies and all of the flies

Oh lord, why you test me

I’m taking my last breath don’t tempt me

I’m a barter, in the dead sea

I’m a martyr in the red sea

Just let me

[Chorus]

Just let me

Floating free on a jet ski

Surrounded by the shoal of people

I feel like a old soul

Blinded by the neon lights I’ve been here before

It’s time to let the good times roll, roll

Just let me

Floating free on a jet ski

Surrounded by the shoal of people

I feel like a old soul

Blinded by the neon lights I’ve been here before

It’s time to let the good times roll

[Verse 2]

We all know where it came from

Underneath the ground it delivers a beat

When you hear that fwoom fwoom

I know I can hear the city breathe

See this night is catching Zs

While others are just popping Es

It means for lesser troops

We’re all just chasing peace

Wait did I say chasing peace I meant chasing Ps

Green thumb, no morality, dehumanised insanity, bulimic vanity

There’s no case that’s charity

When there’s disparity

You’re either flipping a burger

Or copy and paste

Some people out here

Can’t afford to live that way

You’re either shot on the road

Or get shot and dropped in your grave

I hope to get buried with all my mates

[Chorus]

Just let me

Floating free on a jet ski

Surrounded by the shoal of people

I feel like a old soul

Blinded by the neon lights I’ve been here before

It’s time to let the good times roll, roll

Just let me

Floating free on a jet ski

Surrounded by the shoal of people

I feel like a old soul

Blinded by the neon lights I’ve been here before

It’s time to let the good times roll