"Forever can't be too far away
From never, stay where you are, you are
Everyone's a star, every day's the move
Everywhere you are, pray it gon' rescue you Everyone's a star, every day's the move
Everywhere you are, pray"
I ain't never getting outta here. Sadness is my crib and Depression is the hood. I been running these streets with J's on my feet all week and all I know is the taste of defeat.
It only took me a few weeks to truly understand that I'm just that weak.
Weak to the chains society puts around my neck forcing me to battle with my surroundings while they place their bests.
Unable to understand why they can't see fame only a torrent of rain with lightning strikes of pain that sounds like her name.
I wonder will I ever change or will I always be stuck in this lane.
I wanna know what's the point of living with you got nothing lose and what's the point of running on when you've got nothing to prove.
I really just wanna lay here on the ground and never move, while the earth surrounds me in its embrace maybe then I'll have a happier mood. To finally be with someone who wants me granted it's just be to provide for the next person to come around that wasn't me. Happiness ain't in my dlc in fact it wasn't even in the main game. My main frame is based on pain that lingers inside my brain but somehow people wonder why I seem insane.