| Gotta move on
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| Gotta let go
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| Would’ve opened my eyes, if I would’ve known
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| After all of this time
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| Took my heart to mend
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| That I’d turn around, and it’d be broken again
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| They told me to see the glass half full cause some see it as half empty
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| I chose to see the glass twice the size it needed to be
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| Smashed it against the wall in the kitchen
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| On the floor going through withdrawals I was itchin'
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| She rescued me, my heroine to the end
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| But then she morphed into heroin in a syringe
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| Around my bicep, I would tie a shoestring
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| Tap! |
| five times to find a vein in there
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| Squeeze 7cc's so I could see the seven seas
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| And CC all my friends so they could see what I was seeing
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| But what they saw was a despicable human being
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| So, I guess they just wasn’t seeing what I was seeing
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| Convert two into one and an invisible plan
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| To discover what dreams may come for this invisible man
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| Sentimental education, beautiful weather
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| Dam was constantly catching fire
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| Richard Pryor
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| Her skin deteriorated
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| Family infuriated by the myriad of tracks but my train never came
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| So humiliated, started begging for change
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| Failed rehabilitation so the scars still remain
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| Nice clothes became frayed
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| So isolated and afraid
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| I smell like a animal my teeth enamel decayed and
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| I’m relocated in Alabama now
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| That Maalox and Mylanta now
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| And it won’t stop the burn
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| Constantly searching for the answers how
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| I could kiss the sky without enhancing
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| But, it’s so hard to learn |