At the start of it all, with nothing to record, cos my stories were out there being made, these themes of family and faces, being replaced by torture and feeling faceless, with such insignificant lil things remind me of updates of disgrace, born being honest and ended up wasted, refrain..

Tired of chasing these feelings of pain...
Broken legs won't take this strain...
Hills so far from the house of insane...
Street lights are home again...

I gotta thank everyone who pushed me through, my mind was stuck to you, and through you I forgot all this pain, never again, almost lost myself too rope, no hope, too close, lost as a ghost in this home all alone, her anger invoked, her anger in the walls, anger in the floor, but I won't feel no more, gift from God, delivered so raw, the ice did thaw for we now men... and did all for you lord...  

amen...

Glass half full
Glass half empty
Want me to quit this
Don't try to tempt me
Learning how to love
And grow except he
Can't and he knows it..

The glass on the table, not so stable, but I know it just sits there, I wanna change but I'm know I'm not able... to follow my dreams, it's not as it seems, sometimes it just creeps in, depression just seeps in, change doesn't seem to fit in yeah I see the same people, day in, day out, these people are the reason I see you... when it gets bad and things get worse, sitting in the dark and fly with this curse...

Glass half full
Glass half empty
Want me to quit this
Don't try to tempt me
Learning how to love
And grow except he
Can't and he knows it...

You know time goes by, so better let me rhyme, you know these rythmic rhythms are mine, all time, used to rap about gold and grime, all the things you have when life is fine, but now I'm staying in mind, for its my brothers I'm out to find, skipping countries to find, ya'll like "join us" I decline, your soul relies on crime, half empty just like mine, all these petty rappers been outshined, and every single time I try these thoughts in my mind take control of what's left redefined in my life, who knows what's left in the sky once I'm refined, no clouds, stay loud, what's left to my right, half empty half full it's my place in life I have to find... yeah...

Glass half full
Glass half empty
Know I can't quit this
Don't try to tempt me
Know how to love
And already grown except he
Can't and he knows it..
Can't and you know it...
Can't and I know it...

There is too much regret
In unspoken words
The quiet thoughts
Whispered only to the moon

There is too much longing
In wishful thinking
Daydreams
Can quickly become a nightmare

There are too many tears
Spilled onto pillows
Over suffering and longing
From words unsaid

She's lightning at the beach.
I'm the sand underneath.
She reaches down to touch
And
Shapes a peice of me
Into
A work of art
And
Even I can see it's radiance.