complex person complex life creativity surfs through the night

back up slow down i’m having one of those moments thats bringing me down

materialistic nightmares wake up to reality

free spirit can’t hear it

sometimes i feel as if i’m going insane thinking on how many bullets could go threw my brain

when your mom obsessed with your dad, you really start thinking about the shit you never had nah i don’t have it bad, all the emotional shit starting to make me mad

ever since that night all i see is double numbers all i can remember is the thought of losing myself and all i’ve ever known forever

music makes me feel some type of way feelin the beat cant go a day without the melody

wild beast sing to me in the midst of a beautiful harmony

fuck my mom she doesn’t care run your drugs and fix your hair

music running through my ears stop the sorrow that’s running through my veins

green eyes staring into my soul still not sure which way i should go

it always hits at night don’t wanna put up another fight

i live in this place this place called inner space

i don’t know when people will see the real me till that time comes just leave me be