Is There Room In The Market For Another Post Malone?

Been letting the songs come and go, flow and know. These are spontaneous first drafts of songs wherein I just hunt around and play with the muse in the room. This is how most of my songs begin in this rough, unstructured, random form. If I dig it i’ll go back and sculpt it into a more formal song. These may never see the light of day. But, there was some cool moments in these. It moved from a light-hearted tongue-in-cheek ditty thru a gradually darker tone of betrayal and then a doomsday vibe. With good reason the darkness has been visiting me. I invite it in and we’ve had some interesting conversations lately.

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Is There Room In The Market For Another Post Malone?

is there room in the market for another Post Malone man? I don’t know. I was just about to go home till she looked at me with those crazy eyes. She said I’m going home with you and play you congratulations. 

I said Honey I’m married I don’t think my wife will agree 

to house you and feed you just like she does me 

but if you ain’t afraid of dogs, my brother lives out by the castle. If we asked him nice he’d probably let you live there cheap 

Livin’ cheap is the dream’s own funny way 

it’s just another reason to make you pay 

eatin’ greens and beans 

They're greasy good and they’re lean on the pocketbook 

whatever that is

how is it early and so dark?

I never thought much of solitude. 

I never thought much about longitude or latitude until I was longing for you. 

I never saw him kissing you and I’m glad I never did. 

I might’ve lost what little mind I had left. 

You stole my blessings out from under me and all I got is nothing as far as I can see 

sitting on the floor playing cards. 

I hate this time of year 

How is it early and so dark

I'm afraid God can see my shadow

I have seen the sunrise 

I have been betrayed. 

I have cried beneath the moon 

and I have betrayed. 

Everybody knows 

we’re all bound for an early grave. Everybody knows everybody. Everybody knows and boy and a girl’s grave 

sunshine Susie don’t walk so close to me 

it makes my shadow long 

I'm afraid God can see me 

Good night everybody the bells are soon to toll. We’ve unleashed the beast. The devil is in control. If you will be judged, I pity you’re stupid soul.