I dunno if the time has come, but Im dying trying to figure out if I'm the only one.
Weak Hearts n Strong minds tend to give the wrong impression...feeling like I was the one who was told to get to steppin.
Depressed and feelings under the L.A. weather, she ripped my heart out and then tried to put me back together.
I have my doubts, I have my convictions,tryna change it up but it seems like pains become my addiction.
I just need a new direction, cause when look at the man in the mirror I wanna see a different reflection.
In the meanwhile i die quietly as if no love at all were a lethal injection, life changes so suddenly...its just my perception.