I wonder if I woke up somedays, I cannot be sure 'Cause I lived for these dreams way back When words were all they were Scribbled down in pages, I was reckless in my youth Never took my time to aim, My fingers itched to shoot
Didn't mean to shoot you down Your wings were over water I didn't mean to let you drown History will know the author There was nothin' I could save No, there was nothin' I could save But I let the ink flow Let the ink flow, let the ink flow anyway
Wounded animal level, The way I used to attack There was blood in the water, I had a knife in my back Used my lyrics to heal it, You feel my pain 'til you fear it I air it out on the track But was too reckless for steerin' You put a line in the sand between Me and my friends, if you were chillin' Where they're hangin', no one's lettin' me in In those teenage years, you just wanna fit in Swear a lotta lonely nights came from lettin' you in 'Cause I was...
Feeling outside, inside you didn't know Feelings inside, outside I didn't show These fires burn through the sleet, hail, snow Kept me warm through the days so cold Feeling outside, inside you didn't know Feelings inside, outside I didn't show These fires burn through the sleet, hail, snow Kept me warm through the days so cold
They say the pen is the mightiest sword Weight that I swing a hit you can't afford Drop to your knees 'fore I do it by force
Be ready for war I forge my weapons myself, yeah Mic made of steel, but spit fire 'til it start to melt Smith it like battle-ax blades Sharp as my mind, I got more on the way
Words turned to bullets Trigger too temptin' for me not to pull it Best stay out my way 'fore you turn to a target Know my ex can tell you, became quite a marksman
No, I never miss You do me wrong, I won't raise a fist But I'll write a song, 'til you wish I did Nothing hurts like the truth do But I don't do it like I used to
Blinded by myself, eyes wrapped in my ways Anger wrapped in my words, Spite strapped to my waist Guns go blazin' when I stepped on the track Shoulda known how long that the recoil last Sticks and stones hurt, but those chords could kill Was an angry young man tryna vent, but still Years since the spark and I still feel wrong But it's strange, those same wrongs Helped me write the songs 'Cause I was...
Feeling outside, inside you didn't know Feelings inside, outside I didn't show These fires burn through the sleet, hail, snow Kept me warm through the days so cold Feeling outside, inside you didn't know Feelings inside, outside I didn't show These fires burn through the sleet, hail, snow Kept me warm through the days so cold
And I don't do it like I used to... Outside, inside you didn't know Inside, outside we don't show Small, to out my controlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
