They say that if it it's alive, and God created all of us but right now at this in time, i'm feeling discarded As the sun hits the shades, and strikes my nightmares I'm finding all the feelings I've searching for, alright here in the moment, look my soul break that boundary that's empounding me to forfeit what I hold, and past it I keep my dreams in plastic my past steps to catch it with my last breath so, who wants to what it's like, to feel the things I and wipe the blood off of my life cause it's all broken bones here, open that don't heal on my own fears, drowning in my own tears Human; and that's the way that I fighting my beliefs and limiting what I should say fuck with my arms out, hoping I'll be saved and screaming at myself tying to make it through the day I write life down, and it's coherent when I raise the hairs up off the back and the neck like a cling, go
I said if luck was a lady, she'd let me buy that drink the tongue slipping in my won't blink, and if your God was a woman, her boyfriend would beat her now I got more scars than wrists, and if the was my father, he'd missed all of my birthdays drinking with his friends and now it's hurting in the way and, I can say it just the way i know they say the sticks with you, i'm training to let it go
so, hold onto this one, and save it for bad days open up that passion in my words to make the break and, I don't if my written words can affect you but listen to my heart and every single breath I through Come on! is not a note to hip hop all i'm to do is make that quiver on my lip stop and, chase out the bad purpose thinks he's got me figured toward science now and I even ass-checked tell, meet the treading water the other side of happiness, the most y'all are standing in raise up, and try to capture the cause I move with all my passions and extract what I and I move all my people and I act when I must to a con-honored stab at them, peeling the rust now despite all of my efforts, I'll play the low now, if in this catches you, you best to let it show
I said if luck was a lady, she'd never let me buy that the tongue slipping in my won't blink, and if your God was a woman, her boyfriend beat her kids now I got more scars teenagers' wrists, and if the was my father, he'd missed all of my birthdays drinking with his friends and now it's hurting in the way and, I can say it just the way i know say the pain sticks with you, i'm training to let it go