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Far from gone


Driving down the road, heading for the highway

Need to get away from the things that happened lately

My worries and thoughts, rolled in this cigarette

Smoking out my problems, the nicotine aleviates

We've all messed up we regret our mistakes

But we do them early, cause it's never late to change

Have this girl consistently, saying that she's feeling me

But I just got through my ex so I see things suspiciously

I'm on a pursuit to become independent

And it seems like the rest of the world doesn't understand it

Breaking loose to be free, I'm on the movement

Cause finding new things is the only working treatment

Slave to this club drinking vodka texting last year's hoe

She said "let's meet up" I say "I'm good and finna go home"

When me and my ex broke up I couldn't believe she left me

I'm still amazed at how quick her feelings faded

I was really motivated I even anticipated

For her I patiently waited and then she just said "forget it"

Now I'm wasted, intoxicated both my pupils stay dilated

Friday game my snare is straightened playing diddles while I'm faded

And I can't stay concentrated my liver contaminated

My drum major calculated the number of shots I've taken

I often lay down and I flash through my life

I go through the memories that shape who I am

There were many days, when the sun was shy

And the darkness was outgoing all the time

Now tables turned, cause I've seen enough

So I smile and cry, as I'm going through my thoughts

When it all comes back, I'll be far moved on

When you realize what you had, I'll be far from gone.

 

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inthemorningoftheday

I am a 17yr old music producer, lyrics writer/composer, and singer. Music is what I live for. I've been in band since 5th grade all the way up to my this senior year in high school. I am a musician overall. I am music.

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