Fk me this track helps a lot been fked over my whole life lost some fake friends to drugs got bullied, i am alcoholic, got yelled at and stuff as a chef since its a toxic industry effected me a lot, Here i am at home with anxiety/depression wondering wtf i could do without the world judging me. Basically alone here getting pissed half the time
Yeah, yeah Free Ipo, Free Lieks Yeah, Still at large Yeah, yeah [Verse] Aye yo lad, I know you're feelin lonely but don't feel alone cause I feel alone too We're both the same, hope to change but we feel defeated Frustrated from unable to dream when eventually sleep and feel sick when we eventually eat Every day is Friday stuck on the end of the week and it forever repeats We both know that the weather is bleak, it rains all the time feel the devil's heavenly speech As the sunsets, we stopped havin fun years ago Now there's only drugs left, tears lost and blood shed Our mind's where our lives kept tortured by imagination, doctors try to help us but we can't afford the medication I think back to now what seems like forever when the crew was all we had I thought we'd always be together But nobody ever hangs out at the park anymore Drugs have fucked up friends hit that shit then never call again They lose touch another friend is gone, we've said goodbye so many fuckin times we don't have any friends at all Just a mix and a bueg, lad this is the truth all I have's a broken heart and a pic of the crew Brothers in arms with ticks on our shoes, '09 back when we were kids and still in our youth You're only 19 but your mind is old and as this world keeps turning then your life evolves So many lies are told in this world that we live, Don't trust anybody everybody's likely to snitch Turned to dogs cause they're scared of doing time in the clink, piss weak the type to cry with a knife in their ribs A real man doesn't cry with a knife to his wrist, he has a life and provides to his wife and his kids I hope you understand the message I don't know if I'm makin sense To teach a fuckin lesson go to work so you can pay the rent Every employer knows me as Taylor Rough, he's late again Complaints against my laziness, I hate em so ashamed of them And that just leads to makin ends in criminal ways and you have more to give than score a stick and sit in a daze Be prepared and stay in physical shape, But know yourself try to always keep in touch with your spiritual state Addiction keeps you sick and thinkin insane, Paranoia and anxiety will turn your bedroom into a grave Life's a difficult maze, so many ways you can go Easily confusing all while inhaling smoke, death is not something that you should take as a joke, it's as serious as the look on the face of a ghost Find a place of your own, where you can learn to be safe At the door leave the outer world burning in flames No matter what know I'm always here, servin the same life sentence you are in turn we serve it as mates, strong and loyal
