Dining Alone - Dice Raw

I’m dining alone tonight, table for one --table for one, table for one

I’m dining alone tonight, table for one --table for one

Born alone, crawled alone, walked alone

Mumbled to myself, learned to talk on my own

Got knocked out, learned to fight on my own

It don’t take a genius, to see that I’m all alone

Like a metronome, right before the drums

But more like Jessie Owens right before he runs

Or like a rooster cock-a-doodle right before the sun

My uzi weighs a ton, feeling like the only one left from this dead era

Stare into the mirror, scream

My reflection says you know they can’t hear ya'

It’s hard not to let the voices in your head steer ya'

The wrong way will let the bad vibes get near ya'

That’s why I stay clear of, away from where the fools sit

Don’t want to hear no nonsense, don’t want to hear no bullshit

Or no hating, or no bellyaching

You must got me mistaken

Table for one

This being broke, nightmare — paradise

Stared into her eyes, when we share the slice

In the hotspots, I ain’t look at her twice

Stared at my plate, thinking how could I escape

But when I looked up, she had another face

When I looked around, we in another place

We ain’t even eating, it ain’t even her

Last five years, it’s all been a blur

All the arguing, and all the tears

Tell me, what type of girl still be here

She used to say I work too much, and she had to leave me

Because it hurt too much, you know

It hurt to eat alone, sleep alone

Laying on the couch watching TV alone

She said that she might as well be alone

Wrote me a letter, said I’m leaving home