MiQ The Burb Boy - On My Own Lyrics

I watch the ceiling fold like dominoes
And wonder if my momma knows that
Her son is fallin' off the edge
I was never on the honor roll and
Lately, I been on the road but
I still can't find my steps
They say time heals all so, so where's my bandage
And I'm in withdrawal, I feel, I feel the damage
See, I'm always callin', she, she never answers me
Maybe, maybe
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe, maybe
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe, maybe
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my
Burb Boy back with a vengeance
Pay attention now, don't you feel the tension
I'm en garde just like we fencin' uh
Big boy how I'm eatin', I'm feastin' then havin' seconds
If you reachin' for my plate I don't play, I'm teachin' a lesson
Reverend up on a sermon, the session turn to confession
Repent and get you some blessings, don't know forsure I'm just guessin', ah
Out in west end with strippers up on the poles, like they runnin' for elections
I'm by my lone in my section
Don't need no fuckin' love, love is just a distraction
That solely breeds the destruction, she wields at her discretion
I let her be my gepetto, she push and pullin' the strings
Fuck a real boy, I want some real wings
Soarin' over mountains and buildings scrapin' the sky
Bet they look up and see Burb Boy, He's really comin' alive
I'm hanging on the edge
Help me, help me, help me
I'm hanging by a thread
Tell me, tell me, tell me
I'm hanging on the edge
Help me, help me, help me
I'm hanging by a thread
Tell me, tell me, tell me

I watch the ceiling fold like dominoes
And wonder if my momma knows that
Her son is fallin' off the edge
I was never on the honor roll and
Lately, I been on the road but
I still can't find my steps
They say time heals all so, so where's my bandage
And I'm in withdrawal, I feel, I feel the damage
See, I'm always callin', she, she never answers me
Maybe, maybe
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe, maybe
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe, maybe
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my own
Maybe I'm on my
Burb Boy back with a vengeance
Pay attention now, don't you feel the tension
I'm en garde just like we fencin' uh
Big boy how I'm eatin', I'm feastin' then havin' seconds
If you reachin' for my plate I don't play, I'm teachin' a lesson
Reverend up on a sermon, the session turn to confession
Repent and get you some blessings, don't know forsure I'm just guessin', ah
Out in west end with strippers up on the poles, like they runnin' for elections
I'm by my lone in my section
Don't need no fuckin' love, love is just a distraction
That solely breeds the destruction, she wields at her discretion
I let her be my gepetto, she push and pullin' the strings
Fuck a real boy, I want some real wings
Soarin' over mountains and buildings scrapin' the sky
Bet they look up and see Burb Boy, He's really comin' alive
I'm hanging on the edge
Help me, help me, help me
I'm hanging by a thread
Tell me, tell me, tell me
I'm hanging on the edge
Help me, help me, help me
I'm hanging by a thread
Tell me, tell me, tell me