this is about tomorrow and this is also about now
I search inside myself for all the reasons but really don’t know how.
Or why all I know is it’s my time to fly… I raised the bar
sit and wonder and let your mind just drift away
To place a dark and cold, your skin starts to decay
Maggots eat your brain away worms crawl in your eyes
Fuckin Stomach shows the back bone left stuck with silent cries
Bones grow weak and feeble flesh holds them in place
Coffin keeps you cradle, so the dirt won’t flood your face
Yet it’s like Even in the shell of death, we linger through our soul
Even though it hurt so good, we still did not feel whole.
But once a part of you is stripped away forever to be lost
No way to ever win it back we can’t afford the cost
To me it’s like pouring salt inside a knife inflicted wound
Or a baby shot of heroin when it’s still inside the womb
this is about tomorrow and this is also about now
I search inside myself for all the reasons but really don’t know how.
Or why all I know is it’s my time to fly… I raised the bar
Love Like this so unreal my words failed to describe
Snap back to reality pissed off you’re still alive
Crazy how our minds allowed the visions of such hurt
Crazy how another soul can make you feel like dirt
Sometimes you’ll find your enemies are closer than your friends
And they all reside inside your head, so torment never ends
So if you want, call me crazy but prepare for a snap
Once that happens just know that it’s a rap
Yeah, I no what I can bring, but my brain keeps be caged
And I know like where I’ve been and that’s been up for days.
I’m back on the scene, but moving a different way
Fighting my mind and my spirit so pick a day and we play
Do you like me do I like you? I guess it’s all in the air when I complicate myself seem like more than I can bear. I look too, my redeemer to which non-compared. And then I look to reality and pray that they’re still there .
this is about tomorrow and this is also about now
I search inside myself for all the reasons but really don’t know how.
Or why all I know is it’s my time to fly… I raised the bar
Did you ever see a pull of blood and run your finger
Just to paint a picture cause your nightmares had come through
With The smell of dying car cusses dancing in your nose
You smear the crimson life reserves across the tattered clothes. breaking down beside the wall a sea of hate consumes
Emotions overwhelmed the brain lungs pull in the fumes
The Who the what the where the how the motions of mistake?
The me the dope to hate that now the reasons that I ache
Yes I know the facts too, which I fell, and you just know the worst
So if all you see is only bad that I’m the one that’s cursed
Please remind me that we criticize with no morality or law
But in our hearts, the truth remains beyond the makers flaw
This adventure will continue in my head and out of dream because I am dead. The last resort and this is my final scream.
For real girl Do you like me do I like you? I