Yo mind' fucked up and you's way too young. You tryina fix what's long gone and holding on to nothing. Can't you see you's in suspense and no one's willing to catch you. Memories fade and so do you. You' slowly dying and unaware. Life's fast, pace it. He gone and not thinking of you. Said I love you buh never meant it. Let go and let yoself fly, Fly to places yo soul's meant to be. It's okay that you popping a few, okay that you smoking it through But always remember it's you you need. Real is rare and fate is fair. ...