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Concrete River

by Joey Briggs

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Two tired feet drag me through the streets towards the dawn
Each underpass lined with sleeping bags and cardboard lawns
My masters degree in overthinking
Hasn't landed me any position worthy
Of your love, or your time
But your trapped in my mind
Yet I appear to be the only one suffering

Walking in the dead of summer through Los Angeles
Where the billboards line the sidewalks
The streets smell like piss
You left me alone without saying a word
You know, I don't like being left out, no
But I'll drain down to the sea
like this river made of concrete


Two tired drag queens I met on the street looked concerned
I told them I never asked for nothing I feel I didn't earn
It's hard to pretend that I'm not sinking
When I fall short of proving I've done anything deserve
Of your love, or your time
But your trapped in my mind
Yet I appear to be the only one suffering

You don't think about me the way I think of you.

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released September 8, 2017

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Joey Briggs Los Angeles, California

It's all fucked. So might as well speak my mind.

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