You always wonder what real love is like
Thinking that he or she is worth the fight
Love aches whether its right or wrong
Wondering where it is your heart belongs

With all the devices we play with
it takes away so much time from being a filth
Hands slapping against each others spirit
as we proceed to find what is under him and her beneath

it's not easy enough to try pretend that you're always right
getting so irritated that I may not compose with seeing anymore lights
as being older doesn't necessary means by means
why do I give a **** if you ever try to intervene

Lately I noticed I been breaking
Recent events have gotten to be shakin
I get busted doing something that aint simple
Much similar to getting  a bunch of pimple

I dropped and shattered my iPhone 6
Dropped it on top of the roof front face on bunch of bricks
You wonder what I was doing on top of the roof
I was trying to find the real life of proof

I wasn't trying to really **** myself
Why is it that I always have to need someones help

I was riding my bike the other night
I took this road who's darkness invites nothing but sight
In a blimp of a second my eyesight go blind
I woke up to the world that shook my entire life.