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Staring at this bottle full of oxy
Wondering should I take um
I'm breaking
Seems like itd
Be easier to end it all
Begging god to heal me
Letting these tears fall
I wanna live right
But I keep doing wrong
I wanna give up
But I'm still holding on
Bending a little trying
Not to fold under the pressure
Battling depression
I put myself in this position
Making bad decisions
Grief blocking my vision
I really miss him
He was my person. I'm hurting
We wasn't perfect
But the love was real
I don't know if I wanna heal
Will I still feel him here?
I keep his jacket on my chair just
To feel him near. Yeah
Pictures on my wall
His phones off but I still call
Can't believe he's gone
I don't wanna move on
New love feels wrong
So I turn off my phone
Get in my zone
Sip my cup til it's gone
And write me a song
That's how I keep going
Yeah musics my therapy
That's how I move forward
Smoke feels up the air
When I don't wanna be here
Liquor in my cup
Don't really wanna give up
Pain in my head
Cause I just don't understand
It can't be gods plan
To be as lost as I am
Yeah I got my guards up
Pain built my wall up
Fake friends used my trust up
Now I don't give no love
They talking bout me? So what!
If they seen what I seen
They been would've gave up
But that shit made me raise up
Cause I got gods favor
& guardian angels
I'm hurt but I'm grateful
Ima get what I'm praying for
These storms come and go
But I got god as my raincoat
For that I'm so thankful
Im his & im faithful
I'll never sell
My soul for pretty things
Born a champion
I don't need your pretty rings
Learned the hard way
What comes
With being a pretty being
Fake love and judged
That's what pretty brings
Pretty really
Don't mean anything
I know I'm delicate
And my gifts are heaven sent
Just trying not to get
Lost in the hell of shit
Utilize my seventh sense
Shield my heart from the elements
Though my pain is always evident
I still move with elegance
Don't got no time for petty shit
My sanity takes precedence
To focused on dead presidents
To worry bout the next bitch
So you can save your two cents
I'm not interested
I'm focused on my own peace
But I'll still smack a bitch
Smoke feels up the air
When I don't wanna be here
Liquor in my cup
When I don't wanna give up
Pain in my head
Cause I just don't understand
It can't be gods plan
To be as lost as I am
