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A song about past mistakes, regrets, and how they haunt you....

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Verse 1)

Ghost of my past, ghost of my present
Ghost of my future with hope in the sewer
If I don't get right for the fight of my life
Need a hard drive like a broken computer
Don't wait for the bell, the opening Tooter
Go for the suitors they full of manure
Packed full of shit, y'all catching me's like
Fishing with no pole, no boat, and no lure

Ahead of the race with plenty of space
For years I jogged like steady in place

Never took off, but gentlemen watch
Me take and channel millennial angst
Ahh you getting it dawg
We needing these little old medicine balls
Stressll be lowering lifetime expectancy
New smokers getting a veteran cough
I'm not like my peers but one thing we share
Is that look beglarin right back from the mirror
The shame and disgust that's plaguing the fuck
Outta anyone anywhere can't get an ear

Nobody listen and nobody hears
Nobody with ya and nobody cares
Look in your corner and nobody there
They treat you like you're just a nobody yeah

Anger can rise and blow like a geyser
Life is a bitch and I've grown to despise her
Play hard to get but when she get the dick
I poke it inside her and open her wider plus lol

Give me a chance I deserve it
Bet your damnedest I earned it

Put a strain on myself cuz it ain't everyday you get such a passionate wordsmith I kill myself for these bars

hook)
Mistakes haunt me like a ghost
Regrets haunt me like a ghost
Failures haunt me scare and taunt me
Just like a got damn ghost

Verse 2)
Irrational mind that's laggin behind
Illogical with a capital I
I'm scared of what's there for me after this life
But I practically die from these habits of mine
(Don't wanna turn into a ghost)

How the hell can I cope
Now I dwell and I smoke

I swim in a pool of regret more than neck deep
Watch how well that I float, I don't
I sink to the bottom of a shot glass
Knock Back Jack till I burn like a hot flash
Got a few problems, I been trying to work em out
Doing 12 oz curls in a squat rack
It'll be a kick in the jock strap if I try to live
When I'm missing a pot sack
Go ahead and judge my dependency I commend you I'm tipping my sox hat
But I'm a bum, and I'm a fuckin addict too
Go through stuff I do what addicts do

There ain't a damn thing that I can't abuse
And there ain't no fixing my attitude
I defined myself by the times I fell and hopped back up like I'm fine as hell
I could hide the welts but now I'm losing weight from the stress
I need a smaller size of belt

Or I'm needing more calories
a poor salary and mortality
It sure rattles me
These motherfuckin ghosts stress me out they bring the whole cavalry

These ghosts these demons these souls these spirits
That creep in and make up the whole of these lyrics
Live inside me controlling me here
If you're living like me then you're full of despair

With these ghosts

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from My Tell​-​Tale Heart, released March 7, 2020

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Matthew L. Farris Chicago, Illinois

Matthew L. Farris is not a rapper. He prefers not to be referred to as such. 
 With new releases detailing the demons of his past, he's proven to be not only versatile but resilient. His goal now, as he puts it, is to "Reach those who need to be reached". With a melancholy yet melodic tone combined with aggressive diary-like lyrics, Mathew aims to grow his niche fan base, now more than ever... ... more

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