Tried to get deep
I want to go back to school.
That is something that I really want to do.
When I was playing around I aint know no better.
Now I'm older and things don't seem like they gonna get better.
I try to get by, by doing nothing all day and watch my life just fade away.
Something comes to me I just take it.
Without trying to see the beauty that lies within it, until it's completely naked.
Now I'm trying to leave and just be me but I can't.
Why?
Because I'm old school and tried to take what wasn't mine and now I'm an old fool.
Yup, an old fool.
Such a pity I am.
To not really have any friends.
Or any good intentions.
Now I'm scared to be me and what lies beneath me, I guess.
And now I can't breathe because I tried to contaminate thee without romance.
I knew she didn't want it.
I could feel it, I could see it.
But I still tried to push up on it.
Now look at me pretending to be something that I'm not but what I want to strive to be.
Email me! Please!
Guess what?
I even lied to me.
Now, look what I don't have?
She was tryna come through, but she couldn't because I was chillen with you.
And then lied about it right?
No I didn't say nuttin.
Now I'm here like oh damn she aint really want nuttin.
I knew she didn't but I still pushed myself on her because I felt like she could do worse.
Now look at me.
About to get fed to the birds.
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