Just tell me the truth.
What do you really think of me?
Is it the truth?
Inspire
I do what I can to stay true.
On a daily break through.
I can barely wait to.
Combine all my tools. The best of all world's.
A new chance. Take two. Not afraid to find the next line to step.
I Walk through it talk to myself on my walk through the future I want to mold with my hands. Not let it get old and stuck in the past. Searching for the right feelings. Stairing at the ceiling. Doing the right thing.. instead of what's convenient. Trusted longevity that lasts. At last. I thought you wouldn't even ask. When everything's fucked I take a walk and shake off the loss of who's fault it was. Last call. I am walking home. The rain dances on my skin to wash off the old me that existed. Persistence. Living inside of this instant. Nothing is permanent or perfect infact the work gets harder Everytime you start over. There's a flip and change over. Rock bottom to sober. You can't hide it like a comb over. It's your world. Keep my walking shoes on you can't change a soul that burns from. There's no question of why. Lace up and put your head to the sky. You're headed into the best things of life. My mistakes are mine. They become problems If you repeat them. And sometimes when you feel like your losing your mind. Stop cryin you baby. Just cause the souls on your shoes got worn. Doesn't mean u have to lose your form.
Just tell me the truth.
What do you really think of me?
Is it the truth?
Inspire
I do what I can to stay true.
On a daily break through.
I can barely wait to.
Combine all my tools. The best of all world's.
A new chance. Take two. Not afraid to find the next line to step.
I Walk through it talk to myself on my walk through the future I want to mold with my hands. Not let it get old and stuck in the past. Searching for the right feelings. Stairing at the ceiling. Doing the right thing.. instead of what's convenient. Trusted longevity that lasts. At last. I thought you wouldn't even ask. When everything's fucked I take a walk and shake off the loss of who's fault it was. Last call. I am walking home. The rain dances on my skin to wash off the old me that existed. Persistence. Living inside of this instant. Nothing is permanent or perfect in fact the work gets harder every time you start over. There's a flip and changeover. Rock bottom to sober. You can't hide it like a comb-over. It's your world. Keep my walking shoes on you can't change a soul that burns. There's no question of why. Lace-up and put your head to the sky. You're headed into the best things of life. My mistakes are mine. They become problems If you repeat them. And sometimes when you feel like your losing your mind. Stop cryin you baby. Just cause the souls on your shoes got worn. Doesn't mean u have to lose your form.
BURDEN
