If I could switch positions for a moment
Would of open my chest tell the doctor take what he wanted
get you out of your death bed too see u smile to the fam
the Good die young I guess I never understand you coming home to your room was the whole plan kept a lot buried deep in you comprehend not only
Was u my young blood u was my friend repeatedly I play in my head the message sent only thing time ever does is cover wounds how many funerals can a person consume I feel big emptiness when im in my room 2k on pause an my thoughts on bloom the hungry for success couldn't come so soon
Be my third eye while I digg an dive
To survive for a better life
Crooked smile that we put on
To enjoy our nights **** never felt this real.