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Lately I've been tryna figure out life Am I wrong, I don't know, but I do what feels right Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind From tryna explain how I feel in these lines Why live just to die? I'll never not try If you looked in my eyes you'd be electrified I do what I want to feel fucking alive I formed in the darkness to find my own light Been on the low, so my skills I can hone I'm fucking exhausted, I might comatose Dead, rotting slow, got a murder of crows Surrounding my body, and taking my soul But I'm gonna stay to accomplish my goals I'm finding my way to what I'll call home The scars I don't show, I won't let you know Fuck, I'm out of options, bitch I won't fold Fuck all the fame, I dont need to get paid I just have a lot that I want to say Came a long way from my burning blade The top's where I'm aimed, dont get in my way If there's a chance, a risk imma take I ain't about livin the same fuckin day Im in my path I continue to pave Succeeding I must cuz it's what I crave If you're afraid, you can run To all of this pain, I am numb I understand where I'm from The fuckin world's in my hands, but it's crumbs Picking all the pieces up I know that I am the fuckin one Breathing in all of this dust Im ready for what is waiting to come Seeing through all the fake fucks They all can drown in a pool of their blood Slowly spin 'round in the mud Till you're remembered by fuckin none Bitch I am my fucking god They'll know my name when I am gone I'm everything that I want And I need, what a damn shock When I feel trapped in a box Its me I need to unlock Im in control of these thoughts I will choose when I want em to stop