Sting Zinadelphia

Something's gotta change
I need to rearrange more than my room my head's still cloudy and gloom
Where do you draw the line?
Stuck in spaces and times where I thought I left those ugly feelings behind
Wish someone would write about green eyes
Deserve some pretty lines
I wish we grew up on the same advice

Someone told me to let all the sting make me sing
I learned the rasp from my anger with the past
Situation's outdated but still kicking my ass
Kicking my ass, all this shit from the past
Still attached, its on my mind
I'm trying

Gotta let all the sting honey make you sing
Gotta let all the sting honey make you sing

I hope you taste like disco lemonade
Know the curls on your head have all gone straight
And its great to find a lover who's different from the other
But the end it got crazy know I didn't make it easy
I want to be the sun in your hands
But its hot and it stings until you deal with old things

Girl why you wanna sing low?
Let that shit make you glow
You'll learn the rasp when you channel the past
Situation's not outdated if its still kicking your ass
Kicking your ass all the shit from the past on your back
You relapse, now you're crashing