I’m in the back seat of my life, not knowing who is driving
Has i stop the car to jump out, this feeling comes over head
To look at the window and i see my life passing me by
Vision of me haunts my borderline heart as it starts to Speak
Pardon me! This can’t be the last breath of your own forgiveness??
>>>>>>>>>>>YOU BOY HAVE STOP <<<<<<<<<<<<<<
Becoming a man the day YOU stop fighting,This childhood abuse from YOUR skin as it STARTS TO STINK, Self harming how was it meant to stop when everything seems to rot, I’m not afraid to cry inside this well maybe it’s time to throw in my last penny, As i know my presents don’t belong here anymore ,I need to found a new sun raise, as I pick up this strap, I just need it to feel my back So i can still feel I’m alive