Honey Don't

Honey don’t hit. Honey don’t cut. Cause honey were does it really come from? What causes the pain? What’s the person’s name? How does the razor take away the pain? How does the feeling of a fist when it strikes flesh keep you sane? Cause honey if you really think that, you must be smoking crack. Honey why? Why do you hide the pain? It does nothing but drive you insane. It just pushes you farther into the darkness. And away from the light. Open your mind let it sore through the skies. Spill to the pages for they understand. Honey don’t cry, you just have to try. Try to make it through life. It’s gonna be one hell of a ride. So honey don’t hit, honey don’t cut. Cause honey were does it really come from? Hold your head high, and don’t let anybody tell you, you can’t sore through the skies.