All my troubles are concealed in a bubble
I stored all my troubles away in HELL ..........!!!
So troubles for me know days is jail
I try in live good most of the time
But troubles always seems to cross my mind
I have a bubble filled buried in time
I want to wake up one good morning in see sunshine
It seems like I am always caught in the dark
It feels like the DEVIL ...Has used me from the start
He knew I have a BLACK ..Heart
But black to him is a fucked up art
I want to just look up in see rain, but when I look back I feel pain
My only soul is starving for attention
When I mention attention is something im missing
I am @ the end of an endless life
So how do I begin knew, when I have told so many lies
I want to scream to myself inside, you want understand but I do have pride
Im just all fucked from this deal
I should have listened to my heart in felt it wasn\'t real
I am going to close my eyes in pray still
That I can altar this shady ass deal
I am never going to shake the hand of a man I don\'t know?
The deal I thought was for show, was a deal that coast me the most
My life has become a door open with pain
That\'s why all my pain is stored in a bubble?
Because the world is not ready for my troubles