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Visions
I been feeling detached
From society, those who I love, and God
Been trying to reconnect to what I care for and my passions
Lost my heart, was running and left it somewhere on the roadside
Lying to myself
Like Jay you focused, you got this
But really the life I planned for myself
Is not this
Its never been this
Reaching my limits and stopping there has never been my intentions
I thought I was so proud but this is nothing compared to the shit I'd envisioned
You're supposed to resolve your problems
But somehow I managed to transform into one
Been avoiding every ending
By never finishing the things I've begun...
Straying off topic
See, literally can't stay focused for shit
Carrying all this baggage
That I can barely even lift
Out of tune with myself
Used to be like a constellation in the darkest night sky
I recollect memories of staring at the moon and saying it was all mine
All about myself
Guided by depth and emotion and pure intensity
Back in those days when I was satisfied with the things within me. . .
Those days. . .
They're blurred like vision without glasses
Confusion,misguidance
Makes no sense like donkeys and jack asses. . .
Where's my head at
Is this really it for me
Why do I keep acting
Like nothing means shit to me. . .
From society, those who I love, and God
Been trying to reconnect to what I care for and my passions
Lost my heart, was running and left it somewhere on the roadside
Lying to myself
Like Jay you focused, you got this
But really the life I planned for myself
Is not this
Its never been this
Reaching my limits and stopping there has never been my intentions
I thought I was so proud but this is nothing compared to the shit I'd envisioned
You're supposed to resolve your problems
But somehow I managed to transform into one
Been avoiding every ending
By never finishing the things I've begun...
Straying off topic
See, literally can't stay focused for shit
Carrying all this baggage
That I can barely even lift
Out of tune with myself
Used to be like a constellation in the darkest night sky
I recollect memories of staring at the moon and saying it was all mine
All about myself
Guided by depth and emotion and pure intensity
Back in those days when I was satisfied with the things within me. . .
Those days. . .
They're blurred like vision without glasses
Confusion,misguidance
Makes no sense like donkeys and jack asses. . .
Where's my head at
Is this really it for me
Why do I keep acting
Like nothing means shit to me. . .
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