i swear to god that sometimes i feel my life is going blind from the women i wake up to to the substance in my rhymes and i ve abused the truth by telling myself everythings fine with all that negativity i m ignoring steadily climbing and undescribed but hell i know that im not perfect god knows i can t keep a girlfriend cause all of my problems surface they feel i dont deserve em cause their friends say that im worthless unappropriately portrayed in my words and put about my music haven t been making it lately the way that i view haven t been positive missing the fact that it s human to get confused i bleed and bruise like all the rest of you but verbalize my blood inhale the punches love has thrown at me and breathe it out my lungs like and this all has been a mess i replaced the things i love and ripped my heart out of my chest like and im not so concerned with why i m just here to count the minutes till tomorrows sun can rise listen how many times do you have to wake up to stop dreaming and i wrap my love notes in dust but never read em many times i just try to give up to stop leaving you i have my heart broke and busted most of its been crushed but i blame it on myself cause in the morning i don t see the right reflection that foggy mirror after my shower i see rejection and i m not saying i m depressed seems to be a common theme today these children try to hate themselves but dont know why they feel that way i got a real path paved and its been crazy in a month i almost had the clap and possibly a baby relocated places credit companies chasing me and new age taking on in it s efficient pile of changes and i hate it cause its all so uncontrollable losing myself inside this broken emotion of no one knows what s the point of ever falling in love i find it s more about the pain than it ever was about trust find its more about breaking chains and being confound there that it rusts found that love is just a test to most of us who ve given up but if you think of it logistically then love is open eye cause its everywhere you look and its in every scar you hide  how many times do you have to wake up to stop dreaming and i wrap my love notes in dust but never read em many times i just try to give up to stop leaving you i have my heart broke and busted most of its been crushed but i blame it on myself