Yeah, you could look in my eyes and see I'm hurtin' Walked a thousand miles, with no purpose Devil under my feet like "Head home" Tell my fans "This might just be my last song" I know that I'm dead wrong But I know that you'll love me when I'll be gone I've been battlin' depression for a while now Keep a smile on my face, know my fans be so damn proud Tour in November, how I'm supposed to see the fans now? Everybody look like I'm the man, how? Shed a tear singin', just thinkin' 'bout when I signed Never thought that a song would make me cry Every time they ask, I'm doin' fine But inside I know I'm lyin' Truthfully it been a lot that's on my mind Ain't mean to put the fans inside my business But damn it, I'm just not perfect Why the fuck I'm twenty-two and I'm still hurtin'? Why the fuck I feel so worthless? Why you tell me you love me if you nervous? Scared a nigga gon' cheat, guess I deserve it Wonder how you gon' look inside that dress Wonder how you gon' look when somebody don't have you stressed I'm on the crunch of time right now parked onside of the E-way Crazy I don't feel free inside the freeway Maybe I'll take the train Maybe it'll be less pain Maybe I'll take the water to bring me back where I came I'll put this up on YouTube, schedule for 10 PM To my fans when you hear this hope we still friendsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
