Let me ask you this... Are you aware

Hell exists, and it's actually cold there

My entire life I been shovelin' ****
and peekin' out the window
But if all I did was lean and sit
It would be impossible to win, so...

I'm always thinkin' of somethin' clever to say
Often my bones feel like they will crumble like chalk, but I will never decay

She told me her daughters meant the most to her
As she continues to use they just become ghosts to her

So much ambition
Sad she can't make a decision
Live or die?
Can you make a river cry?
Hell no, lets be honest between you and I

I got your back
But I gotta keep my strength to myself, I can't make up for what you lack

So as I sit here with the weight of the world on my back
I can't help but think of you and how your world turned from bright to black... - J.A.M