Stop Living to Die


Stay blessed
Don't concern yourself with how you're dressed

You got control of you and only you
If only you knew

I wanna hide my lies

I wanna pretend until there is water in my eyes

I got demons inside

And truths to be known

I don't wanna get put back in the friend zone

I wanna be real with myself

I wanna dust my sins off the shelf

There is a voice in my head holding me back

Every word I hear sounds like an attack

The world keeps moving I keep holding on

I can't help the card I've drawn

There's nothing I can do

Like the employee that killed harambe... At the Cincinnati Zoo

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