You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out
All day I plot on Scheme on forgotten dreams. Tryna sew up all the edges of my fallen seems. Im burned out like street lights on this open road. Thinking bout the right words in these broken poems. My soul been blasted, walk the streets as this hollow shell. My future trapped inside the cell of tomorrows jail. Theres nothing left for me here. Im all alone. Stressed out, drugged up, and been depressed for a year. Im tired of running round. need a place to stop just to rest my head. My bones hurt, my back aches, and all my muscles tense. Im still moving though. Reflect while I'm cruising slow. Undercover on my tail like its the Truman show. The same story, cops on the blocks are hating on me. I can't be stopped, I got a dime piece that waiting for me. The blunts lit, ashes fall as the night settles. The lights cut on, I hear the sirens of the truest devils. Luckily its not for me cause I don't like police. They bagged two hispanic cats up in a brown caprice. Jump the 10 hot boxing, savoring my smoke slow, laying low, music on. The only way to go. Years of pain, pacing back and forth waiting. Mental run away, but never found my safe haven. Its not the worst of things. More snakes are surfacing. Who can relate to the drama that type of burden brings? Soul survivor till the day Im laid down. Pedal to the floor, wishing for more. I ride round
You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out. I spent my whole life searching like bird in the sky going round and round. This plan is just not working. Im tied of running round
Sudden images encrypted in my conscious. concepts give me the interest. Reality becomes a song with lyrics to fill the beat. Music for them to move with. Memories of many years. Niggas who died can't even count the percentages. Losing focus. Took for you to tell me to notice. taking blunts to the neck by doses trying to get over this. I felt embarrassed for the both of us. Rock bottom, hit it long time ago. I done been around the world and back again. Both ends and I ain't looking for sympathy like Im innocent. Got better things to do then listen to hypocrites. Though you would do or die, comment a suicide. Over you and I you would lie directly into my eyes. I’d never leave. Thats what you would say to me. We would get married and have better things. Is it all a dream? Now a days I think deep around the clock, circling the block like some fiends. Not knowing what today will bring and so I sing
You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out. I spent my whole life searching like bird in the sky going round and round. This plan is just not working. Im tied of running round. (x2)
All day I plot on Scheme on forgotten dreams. Tryna sew up all the edges of my fallen seems. Im burned out like street lights on this open road. Thinking bout the right words in these broken poems. My soul been blasted, walk the streets as this hollow shell. My future trapped inside the cell of tomorrows jail. Theres nothing left for me here. Im all alone. Stressed out, drugged up, and been depressed for a year. Im tired of running round. need a place to stop just to rest my head. My bones hurt, my back aches, and all my muscles tense. Im still moving though. Reflect while I'm cruising slow. Undercover on my tail like its the Truman show. The same story, cops on the blocks are hating on me. I can't be stopped, I got a dime piece that waiting for me. The blunts lit, ashes fall as the night settles. The lights cut on, I hear the sirens of the truest devils. Luckily its not for me cause I don't like police. They bagged two hispanic cats up in a brown caprice. Jump the 10 hot boxing, savoring my smoke slow, laying low, music on. The only way to go. Years of pain, pacing back and forth waiting. Mental run away, but never found my safe haven. Its not the worst of things. More snakes are surfacing. Who can relate to the drama that type of burden brings? Soul survivor till the day Im laid down. Pedal to the floor, wishing for more. I ride round
You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out. I spent my whole life searching like bird in the sky going round and round. This plan is just not working. Im tied of running round
Sudden images encrypted in my conscious. concepts give me the interest. Reality becomes a song with lyrics to fill the beat. Music for them to move with. Memories of many years. Niggas who died can't even count the percentages. Losing focus. Took for you to tell me to notice. taking blunts to the neck by doses trying to get over this. I felt embarrassed for the both of us. Rock bottom, hit it long time ago. I done been around the world and back again. Both ends and I ain't looking for sympathy like Im innocent. Got better things to do then listen to hypocrites. Though you would do or die, comment a suicide. Over you and I you would lie directly into my eyes. I’d never leave. Thats what you would say to me. We would get married and have better things. Is it all a dream? Now a days I think deep around the clock, circling the block like some fiends. Not knowing what today will bring and so I sing
You got me going in circles, Like the hands on a clock go round and round. It seems your loves uncertain. Our days are fading out. I spent my whole life searching like bird in the sky going round and round. This plan is just not working. Im tied of running round. (x2)
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