Today be like

Why now why me this picture probably painted itself

So why not? let's go and give this little picture a touchup

I'm thinking this canvas has taken a beating not quite bad enough to throw it all away

This is the same game that I would never continue to play,

but still you seem to have found a way , you really got me twisted in my brain ,

but in a different way

no matter what I do I can't win. , I tried to get it in and I know that I did

but still left you. Hope and, There is no destiny for the words that aren't spoken,

to crowds that didn't listen to begin with open up your mind.

Step strong don't be no victim of time

seems like yesterday you were saying that's fine.

It wasn't much longer before you had said that it's mine. Are these propositions or are they oppositions blocking me from mine i try to resolve this reluctance betwen us now but after all this shit, I'm not quite sure how please wipe this evil clean off of my skin . I need a couple seconds before I really begin the spell you keep on casting I will not let you win. Fuck this. I'm back at. It's spinning in my brain again.

Why now why me this picture probably painted itself

So why not? let's go and give this little picture a touchup

I'm thinking this canvas has taken a beating not quite bad enough to throw it all away

I see you every time even when I close my eye and pray that time will take us by on a journey to the other side, watching moons shifting tides contemplating life's divide

here I sit amongst the divine

and get to hear your lies.

Which Still drives me to the brink of insanity.

I think you're held down by the chains of reality.

The ones we can't see,

but all there has to be,

a different motion of existence in dimensions where i'm free

free to be myself

free to cut my mind loose

Loose enough to lose my mind yet still i will produce

Dont think I'll show you more money

Unless you know about of money tree

but every time we pay the money that we owed ,

you before you went cold and started to tell tails that wasn't true .

so I was up against the wall. Not no one wants to do

I'm wondering what the fuck i do

you can't screaming getting in my face again

I tried to scream it back, put you in your place yah dig ?

asking him. Why the fuck you making my life hard to live

asked me about the same and then you had to give a couple more pokes from the verbal shiv

I'm about to snap bitch and blow my lid

you made me do it now look what I did

you should've ran you should've hid

now your otta shit got none left to give  up Schitt's Creek but now I'm back again I'm out a little bit of time but still know that I'm snapping wins getting lost in the world of sin

But  then reality kicked in

Why now why me this picture probably painted itself

So why not? let's go and give this little picture a touchup

I'm thinking this canvas has taken a beating not quite bad enough to throw it all away