Separated pt.1
Seconds seem like hours and days seem like years,
I’m lost and cold, my eyes filled with tears,
My words filled with sorrow,
And my love is mixed with hate,
Cus lost my world and my life is gone,
When I said it was yours to take.
I guess it was just reality,
I guess it just finally got to me,
That final blow,
That last straw,
That kamikaze fatality,
So here we are as somewhat a 50/50,
But money was never an object,
And our hands were never filthy.
Love conquers all and its price has no value,
But when you put it second,
Its like taking off your rear view.
I loved you like no other,
I put you before my own brother,
Can’t believe my eyes were deceived,
By someone who’d rather drink and smoke weed.
Callin yourself a thug…
Sayin wuts good n one love.
Two faced Jekle,
In a one way settle,
No job no school no flock for your feather.
So I guess this is it,
Cus I need some room to breath,
My hearts still with you,
And I’d plead on my knees.
But if blood and water can’t fix it.
I guess this is where we need to be...
