I don’t want to be the one to blame you like fun and games. Keep playing ’em.
I’m just saying..
Think back then. We was like one and the same on the right track. But I was on the wrong train. Just like that.
Now you’ve got a face to pain. And the devil’s got a fresh new place to play in your brain like a maze you can never escape the rain.
Everyday is the same shade of grey.
Hey, I used have a little bit of a plan. Used to have a concept of where I stand. But that concept slipped right out of my hands.
Now I don’t really even know who I am. But im never stop to figure it out. To be the best of me. Yo, what do I have to say..
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free. What ever happens to me, we’ll see. It’s gonna happen with or without you.
Back then, I thought you were just like me. Somebody who could see all the pain I see. But you proved to me unintentionally. That you would self-destruct eventually.
Now I’m thinking like the mistake I made doesn’t hurt. But it’s not gonna work. Cause it’s really much worse than I thought.
I wished you were something that you were not..
And now this guilt is really all that I got.
So I turned my back and walked away in shame. All I got is a memory of pain. Nothing makes sense so I stare at the ground.
I hear your voice in my head when no one else is around. What do I have to say? Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free.
Or it’ll break me.