Tell the truth.

So please Keep your head straight. No matter what they say. The world is yours to operate. Don't get lost in your own outerspace. Flood gates. Of too many Headaches but with great taste you medicate the hurt with paint because are no waste. Don't hesitate to make something great from the same materials you use to excape. Aaaaaaaaaa and watch the flood gates. Where the love defeats hate  Receive fate. Believe me. Everything can change. In the blink of an eye. The last thing you think before you die. The pedals of my. Broken piano. The flowers I keep alive. Behind what's inside these eyes. Find flight and become alive again. The world is worth more. Create your own experience. It makes me furious. 
The more time wasted day light faded. Try to be patient. But this shit is becoming ancient and old. Slow from the cold. Hold on to the hope. That things will float. Sink in and soak up. Where you failed and where you got grown up. What can you give to no fucks. Hands up Soul sucked. That's why I roll blunts. No pulled stunts or fake fronts just myself in this time crunch. My mind must over come all the failed trust and spiral up turn this ball of hurt into a slam dunk. I am the right path. But.  just need some more time given to adjust.  the pointing finger that got  crushed. 
Tell me the truth 
Tell me the truth. 
Tell me the truth. 
Tell me the truth. 
So please Keep your head straight. No matter what they say. The world is yours to operate. Don't get lost in your own outerspace. Flood gates. Of too many Headaches but with great taste you medicate the hurt with paint because are no waste. Don't hesitate to make something great from the same materials you use to excape. Aaaaaaaaaa and watch the flood gates. Where the love defeats hate  Receive fate. Believe me. Everything can change. In the blink of an eye. The last thing you think before you die. The pedals of my. Broken piano. The flowers I keep alive. Behind what's inside these eyes. Find flight and become alive again. The world is worth more. Create your own experience. It makes me furious. The more time wasted day light faded. Try to be patient. But this shit is becoming ancient and old. Slow from the cold. Hold on to the hope. That things will float. Sink in and soak up. Where you failed and where you got grown up. What can you give to no fucks. Hands up Soul sucked. That's why I roll blunts. No pulled stunts or fake fronts just myself in this time crunch. My mind must over come all the failed trust and spiral up turn this ball of hurt into a slam dunk. I am the right path. But.  just need some more time given to adjust.  the pointing finger that got  crushed. 
Tell me the truth 
Tell me the truth. 
Tell me the truth. 
Tell me the truth. 

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