Face plant everytime
When i hit the ground runnin
Got a 50/50 chance
But i still keep it a hundred
Slit wrists
Blood red
Now we all
Un dead
Now we all fall down
Like we all some un fed
Still work harder then em
Stay up on my grind like im back smith grindin in my faded dark denim
But im still here sweatin crying bleeding out this passion
No i ain't never relaxing life is full of struggles always over lapping

Almost relapsed but im good i swear
Sometimes i get frustrated and if i could ask somebody for help you know i would i swear
Quit my job, dropped out i gave up my life for this sometimes i think that its shit but really now im likin it
I dont need attention no, i dont need selection no, i dont need nobody i won't beg to just be mentioned no, head still fit thru every door, im still the same as before, im just on the ride ain't lettin go no matter where it go