and I try to let go
cuz whether you want it to or not the river's going to flow
I can't stray but I can't stay
like a car crash you hate to see the wreck but can't look away
but you know what they say
you're always safest in the bay
but we aren't made to live that way

I write in the night
the only light from a candle burning
unconcerned with the earning
art is my heart's yearning
imperfectly flawless
like a saint living lawless
picture perfectly incomplete
out of time but in sync with the beat
tired while your resting in a seat

a walking contradiction
like truth mixed with fiction
living with class saying kiss my ***
lay it down like a pick up line
disgustingly unattractive yet oh so fine
yet still glad that these contradiction's aren't only just mine