Things are changing for me lately, each day for me seems like a haze
Ink in wells and all these spells that’s how I spend all of my days
Conversations that don’t mean much. Shallow talk I won’t even touch. My hateful thoughts are so enflamed I saw one light up and combust.
Don’t care if I offended if I said it then I meant if you hate anything I penned it’s your bleeding hearts that’s good as dead.
Seems lately that I dream more, but I sleep less
I blink four when I need rest
Lights are off and locked’s the door cause that’s the time I can see best
Father was a devil and my mother was a saint
Half an angel half a demon when they mixed their DNA
Take my time with every line cause I cannot walk astray
Have to prove to you which one of you made who I am today
Struggles, we all got em, sadly that won’t ever change
What we do is how we prove that we’re walking the right way
How the World Should Work 